Free Artwork

Welcome to my free erotic art gallery. All of my work is hand drawn and/or painted.

Click on the thumbnails below to view artwork.

Free Gallery updated: April 15, 2008

On the members gallery contained 238 images and continues to grow by 1 or 2 images each week, depending on how anxious I am.

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Want more? All of my artwork is posted at my Garden of Anxiety member site. There's more cock, more pussy, more bondage, slavery, and erotic peril.

Your paid membership gives you access to my entire collection of artwork. I add new art to my collection approximately three times avery two weeks: Mondays, Wednesdays, or Fridays.

About me

These erotic fantasies have been with me a long time and continue to develop as I illustrate them. This is like therapy for me, and you are invited to come watch. We can cum together.

Sex, fucked like a whore

I'm equally attracted to both sexes. Thick, hard, pulsing cocks. Dripping wet pussies. I'm very oral - I'll put anything in my mouth. Fucked by men, screwed by women, drilled by tentacled creatures, and probed by aliens. I want to fuck 'em all.

Slavery, bondage, punishment

I am submissive. I belong on the end of a tight leash. I'm owned by men and women who love to punish me. I love to be tied up, especially when my arms are tied bent backwards. I fantasize about being a permanent slave. Sold at auction into a life of servitude. Someone's pet slave girl. Whipped and punished just because my pain is so entertaining to my owner.

Farm Fetish, the human milk cow

Ever since I grew breasts, I can remember fantasizing about being kept as a cow on a special farm where girls are milked, fucked, and slaughtered just like our bovine cousins. Commercial milk machines suck my tits until I no longer can give. Visits from the veterinarian, graded for quality. Enormously hung bulls fuck me sore until I'm pregnant with a calf. And eventually dragged off to the slaughterhouse to find a place in an icy cold meat locker. It's a cruel, tasteless existence. I love it.

Hunted like a wild animal

Forced to participate in cruel, sadistic games. The masters have all the fun while I run for my life. I'm hunted down like a wild animal. They use bow and arrow, guns, and sometimes they finish me off with their knives. The conquering heros and heroines feast on my carcass. My pretty face usually ends up in the triumphant hunter's trophy case, forever preserved for their cruel, gloating pleasure.

Abductions, alien experiments

Taken to the mothership, raped by their hot probing devices. Poked and pawed. Subject of their cruel experiments. They study me like a lab rat caught in a maze.

Monsters, swallowed and eaten

Snakes, spiders, and tentacled beasts. Bizarre creatures that shouldn't exist, but somehow have managed to find me. I'm swallowed whole, chewed and eaten, or just plain fucked by these monsters.

Peril, facing a certain erotic demise

Falling from great heights, drowning under water, suffocated in quicksand. Shark attacks, kidnapped and tortured, facing certain death at the hands of evil people. Face to face with an unrelenting buzzsaw. It's all quite arousing for me.