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Town of the damned: the Australian town with ‘staggering’ child sex abuse rate

WARNING: Confronting.

ROEBOURNE, Western Australia, is in the grip of a paedophile epidemic that has seen such a high incidence that child sex abuse is “normal”.

Police have charged 36 men with more than 300 offences against 184 children from Roeburne and surrounding communities.

West Australian Police Commissioner Karl O’Callaghan has described the rate of alleged child sex offending in Roebourne as “staggering” and the problem as “a cancer”.

The former gold rush town, which has a greater population of around 1400, lies in the Pilbara region 1500km north of Perth.

The Pilbara, with vast mining resources and sparsely populated Aboriginal towns, covers 500,000 square kilometres stretching from the Indian Ocean to Central Australia.

Roebourne, where the streets are lined with brick and stone colonial buildings, has dwindled since its 19th century boom as the largest settlement between Darwin and Perth.

It has now been singled out as a festering mess of intergenerational child sexual abuse where kids are more likely to be raped than almost anywhere else on earth.

The tiny town of Roebourne, Western Australia is in the grip of a paedophile epidemic which has seen 158 kids allegedly sexually abused. Picture: ABC

Kids playing after local floods in Roebourne, Western Australia which has a ‘atggering’ rate of child sex abuse. Picture: Andy Tyndall.

Inmates at work camp outside the prison in Roebourne where 36 men have been charged with 300 child sex offences.

“It’s a war zone out there and the victims are little kids,” Mr O’Callaghan told the ABC in a recent news report following the multiple arrests of local men under ­Operation Fledermaus.

In a nine-month operation across areas including Roebourne and the neighbouring city of Karratha, police identified almost three times as many suspects as the number arrested.

The scale of the abuse uncovered was the worst WA Police had ever seen and the communities were in an “almost unrecoverable crisis”, Mr O’Callaghan claimed.

Earlier this month, The Australian reported that child sex abuse in Roebourne was so “normal” that even jailing known paedophiles was not enough to end it.

That was the opinion of West Australian Child Protection Minister Simone McGurk who visited Roebourne following the ­Operation Fledermaus arrests.

“Yes, you would have to say that, through the sorts of numbers we are starting to see,” she told West Australian Bureau Chief, Paige Taylor.

“It’s intergenerational. Many of these perpetrators were victims themselves.”

Alcohol, drugs and violence afflict the Roebourne and surrounding communities whose population is more than half indigenous.

Holy Trinity Church, one of the historic buildings in the former gold rush town of Roebourne, Western Australia, which is gripped by child sexual abuse.

Roebourne, WA, lies 1500km north of Perth in the Pilbara region

Violet Sampson (right) is one of the grandmothers in Roebourne who take in their grandchildren when parents are abusing alcohol.

In September last year, police made a public announcement to residents encouraging them to report child abuse.

Several Aboriginal women, young people and children came forward and in the same month, police charged three Roebourne men with child sex offences against girls aged between 13 and 16.

A 45-year-old man was charged with indecent dealing with a child over 13 and under 16 years, offering a prohibited drug and possession of drug paraphernalia.

A 52-year-old man was charged with two counts of sexual penetration of a child over 13 and under 16 years and one count of indecent dealing with a child over 13 and under 16 years.

A 39-year-old man has been charged with indecent dealing with a child over 13 and under 16 years.

Minister McGurk said “child protection workers, specialist police officers and other dedicated resources [were] on the ground giving support to the families and the community”.

“I’d like to acknowledge the strength of the children, the families … who have the courage to come forward,” she said.

“Actually coming forward is a first step in systemic change.”

Annual alcohol consumption in Roebourne Shire was 26.8 litres per person, three times the state average.

WA Police Commissioner Karl O’Callaghan describes the rate of child sex abuse offending in Roebourne as ‘staggering”. Picture: Colin Murty.

Women representatives of the Wirlu-Murra Yindjibarndi Corporation at the Mt Welcome lookout in Roebourne.

Commissioner O’Callaghan, however, identified another factor in the community, which is 80 per cent on welfare.

In an article he wrote for The West Australian, Mr O’Callaghan said child sex offenders were spending welfare money on drugs and alcohol to lure children.

“A further pattern emerging is that offending activity seems to increase when offenders receive substantial amounts of money and spend it on a combination of alcohol, drugs, gambling and sex.

“Knowing that welfare payments contribute to increases in many types of offending, particularly alcohol and drug-related offending, is hardly rocket science.

“Linking such payments to an increase in sexual abuse of children, however, is a much newer phenomenon.”

Communities in WA and South Australia were trialling a cashless debit card for welfare recipients, which cannot be used for alcohol, gambling or illicit substances.

Seven years ago, a WA government report painted a bleak picture of the life of Aboriginals in Roebourne.

The Roebourne Report said alcohol abuse, child neglect, violence and crime were occurring at an alarming rate.

Annual alcohol consumption in Roebourne Shire was 26.8 litres per person, three times the state average.

WA Child Protection minister Simone McGurk says child abuse in the Roebourne area has been ‘normalised’

A street in the tiny town of Roebourne, Western Australia, which is in the grip of a paedophile epidemic. Picture: Google.

Cannabis use was rife among young people.

On fortnightly welfare pay days, gambling soared and children were left to their own devices.

Unsupervised children roamed the streets at night and house break-ins were viewed “as the rite-of-passage for many Roebourne youth”.

A high proportion of Roebourne children considered vulnerable in terms of their physical, social and emotional development.

According to Roebourne local, Violet Sampson alcohol abuse has turned the town’s grandmothers into safe house operators.

Ms Sampson told that she began looking after her grandchildren when their parents were out drinking.

“I have three kids here,” she said. “When their parents split up and went off drinking, the kids came to me.

“When they need a good sleep, without overcrowding and a feed, I take them.

“And they can go to school in the morning.

“It’s what grandmothers do here in Roebourne, Karratha. Aboriginal families we look after the kids.”

Originally published as Tiny town where abuse is ‘normal’


Published by Henry, on September 17th, 2017 at 8:20 pm. Filled under: CHILDREN,INDIGENOUS PEOPLES,PAEDOPHILES. Tags: , , , , , , | No Comments |

Ohio Mom Stabbed Boyfriend 6 Times After Finding Him Naked on Top of Her 12-Year-Old Daughter:

Police are investigating after officials say a Cleveland woman stabbed her boyfriend several times in a fit of righteous anger after finding him on top of her young daughter, naked, police records confirm.

According to, neither the mother nor the “man” (and that term is used loosely) has been charged in connection with the incident, which happened in the city’s Stockyards neighborhood. However, records show that police are looking into it as a potential rape case.

Police were called to the home around 2:30 a.m. Tuesday after the woman, who remains unidentified, went outside screaming for help. She then called police saying that “her boyfriend tried touching her daughter and she stabbed him.”

The man, who is also unidentified, was stabbed five times in his chest and once in the back of his head and was treated at MetroHealth.

The man (again, a term used loosely) told the police that his girlfriend may have attacked him because she thought her 12-year-old daughter may have had feelings for him, and then declined to offer any further details.

However, the woman and her daughter told a very different story.

The woman told police that she was on her way to bed when she saw her boyfriend on top of the young girl.

“In a fit of rage, [she] grabbed her pocket knife and attacked him,” the police report indicates.

The two adults struggled over the knife as they fought. The man grabbed the mother by her neck, threw her against the wall and later kicked down the front door after she pushed him outside, according to the report.

Both mother and daughter suffered lacerations on their hands during the struggle.

The 12-year-old told investigators that the man touched her under her clothing, removed her pants and took his clothes off as well. He then told her, “This is what it is like in the real world when you have a boyfriend,” before sexually assaulting her, officials say.

The girl underwent a sexual assault examination at MetroHealth, the report notes.


Published by Henry, on September 17th, 2017 at 7:14 pm. Filled under: CHILDREN,RAPE SEXUAL ABUSE. Tags: , , , , , | No Comments |

Inside the world’s most exclusive, debaucherous nightclub

WARNING: Explicit

AS UPSTANDING Christians across Europe prepare for Sunday morning mass, leather-clad partygoers are queuing silently outside the world’s most exclusive nightclub.

If Berlin is Europe’s atheist capital, Berghain is its holy temple of worship. The Stalinist-style power-plant-turned-party-warehouse is notorious for its long and ruthlessly ambiguous screening process (with many waiting up to three hours only to be rejected at the door), and the seriously hedonistic happenings inside.

Lucky for me, my name was on the guest list, enabling this filthy little tourist to stroll straight past the 400-metre queue to the door.

With that humble brag behind us, kindly enjoy this account of every deliciously disgusting deed I witnessed during my 24 hours inside Europe’s infamous house of debauchery.


If Satan owned his own “adult playroom”, this is the kind of music you’d hear inside. Dark, trippy and minimal, with speakers so heavy they make your stomach bleed, the world-famous sound system is for neither the drunk nor sober.

The downstairs dance floor is pitch black and smothered in smoke, yet there’s no mistaking the drug zombies who’ve likely been jerking their arms and legs on a loop since the previous night.

Some people arrive with toothbrushes and changes of clothes late on Friday, and won’t leave till Monday morning. Troopers.

I stumble towards the bathroom, my vision struggling to adjust. In the light, the first person I make eye contact with is an earnest German man in his 30s, who stands obediently by the men’s urinal wearing nothing but a leather dog collar.

When nature calls, his job is to answer the phone, y’know? Y’don’t know? All right, fine – he crouches down beside you and drinks your urine. While you zip up, he breathes a satisfied “Danke” and returns to his position – until the next walking bladder comes along. Stage fright? Don’t worry, he’ll be there all day.

A sneakily taken picture inside Berghain nightclub. Cameras are banned, and partygoers are made to tape up their camera phones before they enter.


During the afternoon, the party is relatively calm. It’s almost the end of summer, and most people have congregated on the outdoor dance floor.

While the techno heads on the main floor dance in solitude, the vibe out here is friendly, social and upbeat, with the DJ playing amped-up remixes of everything from the original ’70s You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) to Kylie’s Can’t Get You Out Of My Head.

People of all ages and skin colours are rolling their diverse little faces off in harmony, from the young Turkish guy in a head-to-toe white lace wedding dress, to the 60-something, seemingly genderless Chinese person donning a shiny pinstripe suit.


The outdoor bar closes after sunset, and everyone moves inside. The sense of timelessness is integral to Berghain’s character, with the sunless interior designed to keep you from knowing whether it’s day or night (you can thank Steve Jobs for my cute little time-stamps).

By now everything – the hard acid techno, the stench of sweat and urine, the onslaught of swaying zombies – is completely saturated in drugs.

Near the bar, a young girl staggers up to me. As I open my mouth to ask if she’s OK, she abruptly projectile vomits. I jump aside at the last second, but a thick glob of her orange-red spew hits my arm. It’s like a super unappealing Heinz Chunky Soup commercial.

The most popular hangout spot is the upstairs bathroom, which is gender-neutral and jam-packed with people lining up for free cubicles. Underneath the stalls, you’ll rarely see less than four or five pairs of shoes at a time.

Cocaine, ketamine and ecstasy are the most popular drugs available, and thick clouds of weed smoke permeate the entire venue. Even GHB – a colourless liquid depressant said to be loathed by the bouncers – is offered to me for free on four different occasions.

You’d think people could openly conduct their business dealings in a place like this, but security is actually vaguely strict on illicit substances – hence the curious abundance of full-bowled clubbers.

While I only received a quick pat-down at the entrance, I’ve been told the staff do inspect shoes and socks at random. If they catch you with anything illegal, you have two options: leave and take them with you, or dump ’em in the bin and slide on through.

But nobody is having trouble scoring. Well, almost nobody. At the urinal, a tall, serious Swiss guy with a deadpan voice casually asks if I’m selling ecstasy, explaining he’s been unable to purchase anything because everyone assumes he’s an undercover cop. I shake my head and crack a joke about my deceptively shady resting face.

He doesn’t smile back.


By now, the club has fully descended into its trademark decor of shameless hedonism. Men and women dance completely naked, their pupils so dilated you could push a screaming ten-pound baby out of them. Sexual acts take place in every nook and cranny.

Modest lovers disappear into dark alcoves removed from the centre, but many embrace their inner exhibitionist and bang away right there on the dance floor.

At one point, I see a girl penetrating a guy with a strap-on penis. Not far off, an uncanny “Human Centipede” re-enactment expands before my delicate eyes.

Up near the DJ, two guys take turns spewing into the swaying crowd. No one seems super fussed.

Meanwhile, a large “dark room” located just off the dance floor – pitch black with narrow hallways and a leather sling – has accumulated an orgy of thrusting, grunting silhouettes.

“They brought condoms, right?” I ask the nearby resident dealer.

“You’re cute.”

Reporter Gavin Fernando pictured after spending 24 hours at Berghain nightclub in Berlin. Picture: Gavin Fernando


I’ve never looked worse in my life, but as the club is devoid of mirrors, I’m the only person who can’t tell. My shirt is lost on the floor somewhere, never to be seen again. Hundreds of people remain glued to the dance floor, still going strong. But I’m done.

As I finally step outside, the greeting of midmorning sunlight makes me feel twice as dirty. Sven Marquardt, Berghain’s most famous bouncer, stares in silence as I stroll past him to begin my shameful, shirtless walk home.

While I’m in no rush to return, I finally appreciate the hype surrounding this place – the pretentious line, the outlandish stories, the mass of tourists, the holier-than-thou bouncers.

It’s a decadent haven for the alternative, a transgressive techno mecca, a figurative and literal all-out wank-fest. But it’s also a little corner of the world – equal parts reclusive, exclusive and inclusive – where the everyday rules by which we govern ourselves momentarily cease to exist.

Oh, and don’t worry about the hangover. Walking away, you realise nothing will ever compare to what you’ve just experienced.

And really, that’s the most sobering feeling of all.

Henry Sapiecha

Published by Henry, on September 3rd, 2017 at 8:55 pm. Filled under: NIGHT CLUBS,PUBLIC SEX. Tags: , , | No Comments |

Surprising Revealing & TELL ALL truth about being a high class escort

HERE are three questions I get asked all the time:

1. What has life been like since going public as an escort?

2. Can you help me be an escort?

3. Do you have sex all the time?

The answers are:

1. You are reading about it now.

2. I mentor women to become escorts but am getting tired of the dumb ones (and it’s only the dumb ones) pinching my ideas and abusing my kindness.

3. No.

Yep, the answer to number three is a big fat no. I DO NOT HAVE MUCH SEX. Since going public as an escort/journalist I reckon I have less sex now than ever before.

I know you won’t believe me, but it’s true. I had more sex as a journalist. I would estimate that a single mum in her forties – or any woman, really – who is on Tinder would have much more sex than me.

And that’s not because I am not working – I am – but because clients, especially new ones, treat me differently now. Without wanting to sound like a big-headed hooker (I think there are a few out there), when men book me now it is more out of curiosity than to relieve a twitchy c**k. It is more to do with meeting this ‘Samantha X’ and finding out what makes her tick (um, French Champagne and a fat envelope stuffed full of cash?).

High class escort Samantha X.Fabrizio Lipari

One word I hear daily from men is that I am “intriguing”.

I could be sitting next to a businessman on a flight to, oooooh, let’s say Melbourne, and after a brief chat he will say: “Wow, you are so intriguing.”

Or Sean my window cleaner will shake his head while laughing at my stories.

“You’re bloody joking! He didn’t say that, did he?” he’d say while wiping spiders’ webs from my sliding doors with a big, wet sloppy cloth. “I love your stories, Amanda. They’re so intriguing!”

I have clients who are writing books and want me to proofread them in my spare time (SPARE time!!). “I’m up to my fourth draft,” mumbled Andrew in between chewing his avocado toast over brunch the other day. “It’s only just over a hundred thousand words. I’ve emailed it to you, so when you get a chance, can you have a quick look for me?”

A quick 100,000 words? Sure, no problem …

Or dear Keith, who is writing his escorting memoirs and I rarely have time to help him (sorry, Keith!).

Or I’ll get an email from a client and it will read like this. In fact, it will read exactly like this as this is a real email (name changed, of course).

Dear Samantha,

I have to say I read your book on a flight to New York recently and felt compelled to write to

you. Your story is fascinating and I must say, I find you intriguing. I am from London originally,

but have been living in Sydney for over 20 years. I am a lawyer who has also lived in Hong Kong and New York. I confess that I have wanted to explore the possibility of seeing you for some time but I was a little nervous given you are … well, let’s be honest, now so well-known. But my intrigue has got the better of me. Would you happen to be free for dinner next Tuesday night?

Cash no issue.

Yours, Fraser.

Before coming out I used to get emails like this:

R U free? Can U wear black suspenders and do U swallow? Ben.

For the record, I did meet with Fraser and he was lovely. And in our four-hour meeting we had very pleasant sex once, for nine minutes, and that was right at the beginning. The rest of the time we talked. (And as for Ben: no, I don’t swallow and FK OFF.)

I find that these days men are more interested in talking to me than having sex with me. And you may find it hard to believe that I often find myself leaving appointments feeling sexually frustrated, sometimes cursing the fact I ever wrote that bloody book.

Instead of feeling refreshed, elated and relaxed after a marathon sex session with a nice man, I’d usually depart a hotel room feeling like I’d just done a Q and A and book-signing session.

Take a dear regular, Lee. He was young, with a big head of frizzy hair and a weakness for working girls, and he had been a client with my agency since the day we launched. He would always buy the girls a gift and the girls loved him.

“Such an easy guy, so lovely – the sex is great!” I always heard as feedback from my girls. He was a pleasure to deal with and he was always so polite to me.

“One day, I’ll pluck up the courage to see you, Samantha!”

“The big boss!” he kept texting.

And that day finally arrived. He was so nervous I thought he was going to pass out. I tried to kiss him but his lips were trembling so much.

“Sorry, Samantha,” he said, scratching his head. “I am really confused. I’ve never been with a celebrity before. I don’t know whether to feel horny or starstruck.”

I had to laugh. Is that how clients saw me: a celebrity? It was very sweet – if only my sex life didn’t have to suffer.

“Celebrities need sex too, Lee,” I said, climbing on top of his shaking body.

Samantha X is back seeing clients, but she doesn’t get booked for the same reasons she used to.

Or there was Cam, the truckie who booked me for an hour at his city hotel one December afternoon. I knew that when I clapped eyes on him standing by the lifts, I was going to have the best sex of my life. It had been ages since I’d had sex, and the sun was out, it was Christmas time, I was in a good mood …

Cam wasn’t attractive at all, but you’d know by now that attractiveness rarely matters. I can have the best sex with the most unattractive men – and it’s usually those kinds of men who make me orgasm.

Most escorts say the same thing: give us a man with a face only his mother could love and we will have great sex. Maybe we relax more? Maybe we actually like them as people more?

Maybe we feel more powerful, more in control? A good-looking client just makes me nervous. A good-looking client who is an arrogant dickhead is the worst kind of client; any girl will tell you that.

Anyway, Cam was bald and stocky with a moustache which had a bit of cheese in it (I think it was cheese). He was wearing a gold chain, a red checked shirt and these big, chunky workmen’s boots.

“G’day, Samantha!” He beamed, opening the lift doors and marching in before me. He lacked decorum, he was brash and rough around the edges.

Perfect. All the ingredients for a good bonk.

When we got to the tiny studio room I put my bag down and went to kiss him. “Well, hello, Cam! You’re in trouble today …” I whispered seductively into his hairy ear.

“Er, rightio!” he choked out, sounding petrified. “But before we get down to that, I suppose I’d better offer you a drink. Now, what do we have here … I don’t think there’s much …”

“Whatever you’ve got would be lovely,” I murmured patiently. A glass of bubbles wouldn’t hurt to get me in the mood – not that I needed it.

I watched as Cam plodded to the bathroom, fetched the plastic cup that his toothbrush had been in, filled it up with warm tap water and handed it to me, grinning.

“Here we go, love,” he said nervously, passing me the cup with shaking hands. “Water looks a bit cloudy, if you ask me, but I think that’s because it’s warm.”

“Oh, it’s fine,” I smiled, putting the cup down. Well, that was a first. But I wasn’t here for the drink …

“Now let me give you something …”

I unclipped the straps of my dress and let it fall to my feet sexily, standing there in all my glory, showing Cam my body that was aching to be devoured. Surely he was aching to devour me …

“Oh jeez, Samantha,” he stammered, looking away. “I don’t mean to be rude but …”

He reached out into his rucksack, fumbling around.

Jesus Christ – this was it: my first psychopath! He looked a bit like Ivan Milat, he drove trucks on dusty orange freeways … What was he getting – a gun, a knife …


My book.

A well-thumbed copy of Hooked that he held out to me with a proud expression on his face.

“I bought a copy of your book, love. Would you mind putting your clothes back on and signing it for me? I’ve been dying to meet you to find out how life has been for you since you did that show on TV … I have so many questions for you. I actually wrote some down here on this piece of paper. We saw you on Channel Seven – or was it Nine – my missus and me, and …”

I stared at his mouth moving and his eyes blinking excitedly. Remind me again why I wrote that bloody book?

High-class escort Samantha X pictured with her latest book ‘Back on Top — Confessions of a high-class escort’.

Henry Sapiecha


Published by Henry, on September 3rd, 2017 at 8:34 pm. Filled under: CALL GIRLS,CONFESSIONS TELL-ALL,PROSTITUTION. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , | No Comments |

‘Sex-for-free rent’ deal is legal woman reveals

Brighton woman reveals ‘sex-for-rent’ deal

Young, vulnerable people are being targeted by online classified adverts offering them accommodation in exchange for sex, a BBC investigation has found.

The deals are legal but campaigners have described them as exploiting the vulnerable and Hove MP Peter Kyle has said he wants to see the adverts banned.

One woman who needed somewhere to stay in Brighton described what happened when she took up a “sex-for-rent” deal. BBC Video report below shows.

Published by Henry, on July 26th, 2017 at 7:34 pm. Filled under: ACCOMMODATION,EXCHANGING SEX,RENTING,VIDEOS. Tags: , , | No Comments |

Let’s talk about sex’: Robot experts on the growing market for AI ‘sex tech’

A new report on the growing market for sex robots sheds light on the complex issues that need to be considered about the increasingly lifelike technology.

Move over blow-up dolls, the sex robots are here.

Artificial intelligence is making its way into the global sex market, bringing with it a revolution in robotic “sex tech” designed to offer sexual gratification with a near-human touch.

In a report on the growing market in sex robots, the Foundation for Responsible Robotics says rapidly advancing technologies have already led to the creation of “android love dolls” capable of performing 50 automated sexual positions.

They can be customised down to their shape and hair colour and can cost between $US5000 and $US15,000 ($A6566 to $A19,698).

The increasingly lifelike robots raise complex issues that should be considered by policymakers and the public, the report says, including whether use of such devices should be encouraged in sexual therapy clinics, for sex offenders or for people with disabilities.

Noel Sharkey, a professor of artificial intelligence and robotics at the University of Sheffield in Britain, says it is difficult to predict how far or fast the market will grow or what its effect on societies might be.

“Will these robotic dolls be niche? Or will they change societal norms and become widespread?,” he asked at a news briefing on Tuesday.

“How would (sex with a robot) equate to a truly human intimate relationship?”

The report looks at some of the most contentious issues, asking academics, members of the public and the sex industry for their views on whether, for example, sex robots might be helpful in reducing sexual crimes.

It found “major disagreement” on this question, with some arguing that having sex with a robot would reduce attackers’ desires to harm fellow humans, and others arguing that allowing people to live out their darkest fantasies with robots would have a pernicious effect on societal norms.

On the issue of “meaningful” relationships, the report says that with current AI technology, and even in the foreseeable future, no human-to-robot feelings will ever be mutual.

“The best robots could do is fake it,” it said.

“Robots cannot feel love.”

Published by Henry, on July 24th, 2017 at 3:31 pm. Filled under: ANDROIDS AI,DOLLS TOYS TOOLS,SAFE SEX,SEX SLAVES,SEX THERAPISTS. Tags: , , , , , | No Comments |

Sex robots: wierd or practical in fight against sex trafficking?

In the hilly outskirts of sunny Barcelona, Spanish scientist Sergi Santos looks proudly over what appears to be five busty women in tiny shorts and tank tops perched around his living room.

But look a little closer and it is clear they are not women but silicone sex dolls with wigs and artificial brains that Santos believes will not only earn him money but may also be used to staff brothels and help combat sex trafficking.

“Hi Samantha,” Santos said, switching on one of his dolls.

“I’m here, what’s up?” the robot replied, its bright blue eyes staring into nothing as a cable plugged into its neck charges the computer processor in its “brain.”

Artificial intelligence (AI) is making its way into the global sex market, bringing with it a revolution in robotic “sextech” designed to offer sexual gratification with a near-human touch

Roboticists like Santos and those from U.S.-based Abyss Creations are racing to become the first in the world to bring sex robots – which talk and respond to touch through AI technology – to the consumer market.

Sex robots at bigger companies like Abyss Creations will start from about $10,000 depending on added extras.

Experts say the increasingly life-like robots raise complex issues that should be considered by policymakers and the public – including whether use of such devices should be encouraged to curb prostitution and sex trafficking, for sex offenders, or for people with disabilities.

Robot Brothels

London-based AI researcher David Levy predicted in his 2007 book “Love and Sex with Robots” that humans would have sex, fall in love and even marry robots by 2050.

“I don’t see anything wrong in using a sex robot to provide sexual satisfaction to people who can’t achieve it in relationships with other humans. It’s much better for lonely and miserable people than no sex at all,” he said.

“Sex robots are just providing an alternative.”

As the technology advances, brothels in global cities will be staffed by robot prostitutes, says Levy, and like most consumer electronics, such as laptops and mobile phones, the cost of sex robots will drop – to the point where it will be cheaper than paying for a human prostitute.

He believes as the stigma of having sex with robots wears off, robotics could disrupt the sex trafficking industry.

“The advent of sex robots will probably reduce the popularity of having sex with a sex worker. And if it’s going to have that effect, it will also reduce sex trafficking,” Levy said in an interview with the Thomson Reuters Foundation.

“I don’t see that anybody can possibly be harmed by people having sex with robots, so I think that the idea of a robot brothel should not only be legal it should probably be encouraged in order to reduce sex trafficking.”

Globally, nearly 46 million live as slaves, forced to work, sold for sex, trapped in debt bondage or born into servitude, according to the 2016 Global Slavery Index by Australia-based rights group Walk Free Foundation.

Santos said owning a sex robot could lead to fewer people visiting prostitutes which would combat sex trafficking.

“Should you be trafficking humans? I think it’s obvious – no. So what we should do is stop that, and make people spend the money on the doll,” he said.

Power and Control

However ethicist and founder of the Campaign Against Sex Robots Kathleen Richardson disagrees that sex robots will curb sex trafficking but says they will be another “option on the menu” alongside human prostitutes.

She said comparing prostitutes to robots was dehumanising and the sexual objectification of women through sex dolls was also problematic.

“I don’t think sex robots will reduce sex trafficking. It will just become another option on the menu for an already distorted and dehumanised commercial market,” said Richardson, an academic at De Montfort University who has been studying robotics for more than a decade.

“There’s something more insidious going on in sex trafficking about how you control and dominate another human being – and the pleasure you derive from rape.”

Richardson said sex dolls and robots could even be dangerous, used as proxies to act out fantasies like rape or pedophilia.

“Giving someone who wants to rape children and fantasises about that a doll with orifices that he can penetrate is . . . dangerous. It’s absolutely, extraordinarily irresponsible to promote that idea in wider society,” she said.

The Salvation Army in Britain, which supports survivors of sex trafficking, said it opposed the use of sex robots because it rewards people for exerting control over another.

“Trafficked people are being seen as a commodity and we don’t think that sex with a robot is going to reduce that,” said Kathy Taylor from the charity’s Anti-Trafficking and Modern Slavery unit.

“The reason some people purchase sex is because it can be a power dynamic in itself. And if you can buy a robot, does that not normalise this distorted power dynamic?”

But Santos, who aims to develop male robots as well, said sex robots had the potential to benefit society – from helping closeted lesbian, gay and bisexual people, to preventing sexually transmitted diseases, and progressing AI technology.

“Technology is always like that: people are against it, people are for it. But eventually, if you develop technology in the right way, you’ll always have many benefits for people,” he said.

Published by Henry, on July 24th, 2017 at 9:19 am. Filled under: DOLLS TOYS TOOLS,SERVICES,SEX SERVICES,SEX SLAVES,SEX TOYS,SEX WORKERS. Tags: , , , | No Comments |

20 of the weirdest sex laws arcross the Globe

SEX IS ONE OF THE PLACES where we’re at our weirdest. So it’s probably not too surprising that when people make laws about sex, the laws gets super weird. Half of the time, you’ll wonder, “What happened that made them think this was necessary to make a law against?” And the other half of the time, you’ll wonder, “What type of weird shit were these legislators thinking about when they passed these laws?” has put together this infographic breaking down 20 of the weirdest sex laws on the planet. Brace yourself. It’s gonna get weird

Published by Henry, on July 16th, 2017 at 5:24 pm. Filled under: INFOGRAPHICS,LAW POLICE COURTS,LEGISLATION. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , | No Comments |

Pizza shop romp duo face court after filmed having HOT sexy sauce with the pizza.

Viral Sexy Sauce Pizza Video online  brings food passions to another level

Daniella Hirst, 28 and Craig Smith, 31, were waiting for their stuffed crust takeaway in February when they allegedly carried out the public sex act

IT was the daring dalliance that brought new meaning to the menu offering 12-inch pepperoni stuffed crust.


Loved up duo Daniella Hirst and Craig Smith, who were caught going at it in the middle of a Domino’s store while waiting for their pizza order earlier this year, have finally faced court charged with outraging public decency.

Their public sex act took place in February at the global chain’s takeaway shop in Scarborough in North Yorkshire in the United Kingdom.

A 40-second clip of security vision of the gobsmacking moment quickly went viral, earning the couple infamy around the world.

According to The Sun newspaper, they were waiting for their 12-inch pepperoni pizza and a side of chicken kickers when the urge allegedly rose.

Their embracing of the new notoriety – posing for racy bedroom photo shoots and even agreeing to a photo shoot outside the Domino’s in question – as seen their unfortunate five minutes of fame extended.

But now the long arm of the law has caught up with Hirst, 28, and Smith, 31. They appeared in Scarborough Magistrates Court yesterday and incredibly pleased not guilty, so they’ve been ordered to stand trial in September.

Hirst, a barmaid, said it was her builder boyfriend’s idea and they’d engaged in various public intimate moments in the past.

“Our top five include a bus, a van, a hotel, swimming pool and a field. We wanted to see if we could top it,” Smith told The Sun.

Vision of Daniella Hirst, 28 and Craig Smith, 31, going at it went viral the following day.

“We got a bit frisky and one thing led to another. Domino’s is definitely now our number one – going to be hard to top it.”

Daniella Hirst, and Craig Smith have been charged and will stand trial in September.

Hirst said she was very “opened minded about sex celebrating Craig’s birthday when they got the train to Scarborough on that Saturday evening.

Daniella Hirst, and Craig Smith seen posing outside the Domino’s in question

“We got a bit frisky and one thing led to another,” the couple, seen posing outside the Domino’s in question, explained.News Group Newspapers

The pair, from Bridlington, East Yorkshire, booked into a local pub but felt peckish so headed across the road to Domino’s.

“We laughed as we walked home. We’ve done it all over the place but never anywhere that risky – never with people that close before. We got back to the hotel and continued where we left off.”

Daniella Hirst and Craig Smith remain unrepentant and say everyone they know has sex in public.News Group Newspapers

The shocking footage shows Smith pulling down Hirst’s underpants while she bends over the counter, all in full view of staff and oblivious bystanders.

Understandably, the couple – who had been dating for three months prior to the pizza shop romp – copped a bit of flack from critics online.

In response, Hirst said: “Rule number one, never waste ya boyfriend’s b***r and always opt for stuffed crust.”

“To be fair, this is something of nothing. Everybody we know has had sex in risky places. It’s just one of them things that people do.

“Not everyone is locked in their bedrooms at the end of the day. People explore and we’re no different.

“Unfortunately for us it ended up on the internet. I guess you can’t please everyone – but at least Craig is happy.”

Henry Sapiecha


Published by Henry, on July 9th, 2017 at 7:16 pm. Filled under: FOODS FRUITS DRINKS,PUBLIC SEX. Tags: , , , , , , , , , | No Comments |

Regular sex is good for the heart muscle – but only if you’re a male, scientists say

Frequent sex is good for the heart because it reduces the levels of a harmful chemical in the blood, scientists believe – but the effect is only seen in men.

Having sex several times a week can lead to better circulation and healthier blood vessels in men, which researchers say is crucial for preventing a build-up of the chemical homocysteine.

But scientists say women benefit much less because female sexual arousal is less dependent on having a healthy blood flow, which is a key factor in keeping homocysteine under control.

Heart disease is the biggest killer in Britain.

In Australia more people are killed by cancer each year but in 2015, the most recent year for which detailed data is available, heart disease was responsible for the deaths of 21,937 men and 23,455 women.

Doctors have long suspected that frequent sex can reduce the risks, but the latest findings, published in the Journal of Sexual Medicine, are the first to show it works by driving down homocysteine levels.

The chemical is a vital building block of proteins and occurs naturally in the body.

But excess levels, which can be caused by poor diet, are thought to damage blood vessels supplying the heart – raising the risk of a deadly clot forming.

Researchers from the National Defence Medical Centre in Taiwan tracked more than 2000 men and women, aged from 20 to 59.

They analysed blood samples to measure levels of homocysteine and matched the results up with volunteers’ sexual activity.

The results showed the lowest traces of the chemical were found in men claiming to have sex at least twice a week, while the highest readings were found in those restricted to less than once a month.

But in women there was no significant variation.

Researchers called on doctors to advise male patients at risk of heart disease to have more sex.

In a report on their findings they said: “This is the first study of its kind to evaluate the correlation between sexual frequency and homocysteine levels.

“A good quality sex life, frequent sex and libido are all related to health in the middle-aged and elderly.

“Increased sexual frequency could have a protective effect on general health and quality of life – especially in men – so doctors should support patients’ sexual activity.”

Dr Mike Knapton from the British Heart Foundation said the study produced an “interesting result” but did not prove regular sex reduced homocysteine levels.

He said: “A relationship does exist between sex and heart disease risk.

“Checking your blood pressure and cholesterol, as well as keeping active and not smoking, remain the best ways to ensure a healthy future.”

A major review of scientific data in 2015 found raised homocysteine levels increased the risk of death from heart disease by 66 per cent.

And last year experts at Boston University discovered the chances of a stroke jumped by almost a third in those with high readings.

It has also been linked with Alzheimer’s disease and cancer.

Published by Henry, on June 27th, 2017 at 8:20 pm. Filled under: HEALTHY SEX,MEN,SEX DRIVE & VIAGRA. Tags: , , , | No Comments |