07.01.08
Ms. Confederate vs. the Pagan Priestess
New at BustyCatfight.com:

"Southern superheroine Ms. Confederate (AKA Tanya Danielle) escaped from a vicious alien attack and decided to take a vacation in Miami. She heard a knock on her hotel room door before she had even finished unpacking her bag. Puzzled, Ms. Confederate switched off the TV and stood staring at the locked door. Someone knocked again even more loudly.

"I'm coming." Ms. Confederate called out with some annoyance as she marched over to confront the unexpected visitor.

Ms. Confederate had barely opened the door a crack when someone shoved it forcefully towards her and barged into the room. The blonde superheroine staggered a few steps backward before she could regain her balance. A second later she found herself face to face with pagan priestess Mercedes Ashley! Mercedes wore a black PVC dress that clung to her every curve. As usual the priestess had wanton lust blazing in her eyes.

"Everyone knows about your episode with the aliens, Ms. Confederate." Mercedes sneered with delight. "I heard that it turned into a regular bukkake when they had you tied up to a bed inside their mothership. It must have taken you an entire week to rinse every drop of their semen out of your pores!"

Mercedes cackled with glee and Ms. Confederate planted her boots into the floor, put her hands on her hips, and angrily stuck her chest out - the blood was already draining from her face and she was ready for battle! Mercedes took note of Ms. Confederate's fighting stance and said:

"Those aliens gave me a great idea. I'm going to beat the shit out of you, drag you over to my lair, and tie you down to a bed so all my lesbian priestesses can have sex with you and then cum all over your face. Of course I'll be filming all of it!"

Ms. Confederate landed the first punch and the battle was on!!"


Buy Ms. Confederate vs. the Pagan Priestess at BustyCatfight.com to find out if Ms. Confederate was able to thwart Priestess Mercedes' twisted plan! (Click here for a preview.)







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06.24.08
Hot Links

Click here for a preview of Big Wet Tits 6 which is now playing inside the members' area.

Click here for a preview of an awesome XXX gallery featuring Shay Sights and Miles Long.

Click here for a preview of the Goldie Blair Frozen! series at DeviantDownloads.com.

Click here for free video clips of amazing Silvia Saint.


XO Tanya



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06.20.08
Remote Control Robot
Now playing at DeviantDownloads.com: .

"Tanya Danielle goes out on a date with Biff, a seemingly polite, mild-mannered gentleman. He has an air of sophistication and a way of looking at her that conveys his interest in her as a person. The evening goes well and she looks forward to hearing from him again. The following day she receives an e-mail from Biff asking if she would like to meet him at a hotel room and enjoy the jacuzzi there. Instantly deflated, she realizes that he's just another horny dude on the prowl for some pussy. She chides herself for having hoped or believed that he really might have wanted to get to know her. With some exasperation, and with more sadness than she should feel, Tanya fires off an e-mail to the offending Lothario. It reads:

'Hello Biff,

The other day I was dancing at the club where I work and a customer came in. He wore a large cowboy hat and seemed very animated. I saw him speaking to a number of the other dancers and noticed that none of them remained at his table for very long. At some point he motioned for me to come speak to him. I did so. After three sentences of conversation he pulled a twenty dollar bill out of his wallet and told me I could have it if I came out to his 2008 Ford Super Duty F-450 Lariat Crew Cab truck and gave him a handjob. I expressed my indignation and walked off. You are the equivalent of that dude. You just happen to have a nicer car. Go fuck yourself.'

Life moves on. Tanya's agent books her the following week for a particular shoot with a new photographer. She shows up on the agreed-upon date and finds that the cameraman is behaving oddly. He refuses to speak and repeatedly gestures for her to pick up a folded-up piece of paper that is lying on a ledge behind her. Tanya grabs it and reads the words aloud. The note says:

'I am going to turn you into a robot.'

Tanya stares down at the page and then looks up at the photographer. Of course she laughs and responds with incredulity even as the cameraman reveals a remote control device, presses buttons on it, and waves it in her face. All of a sudden Tanya feels every muscle in her body start to seize up. Her body is resisting her mind's increasingly desperate efforts to control it! In the midst of all this the photographer finally speaks. He informs her that Biff has hired him to change her into a remote control robot who will endlessly be at the disposal of any man who might want her to perform a service for him.. "


Buy Remote Control Robot at DeviantDownloads.com to see one woman trapped in a cycle of unending ignominy!




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06.17.08
Belly Punching Blowout

New at CustomVideoTheatre.com:

"Mercedes Ashley and Tanya Danielle have a score to settle. They have known each other since they were eighteen-year-old dancers at the same club and resentment has been brewing between them for a long time. Finally Mercedes challenges Tanya to a belly punching match. Tanya agrees to the brutal terms: the ladies will take turns punching each other in the belly until one of them can no longer take the pain and concedes defeat. The match will go for three rounds if neither woman gives up sooner. In Round 1 both ladies will remain on their knees as they punch and take punches. In Round 2 they will take turns lying on their backs and getting punched in the stomach. In Round 3 they will take turns being held against a wall and getting punched in the gut. On the appointed day Tanya arrives at Mercedes' condo in Hollywood. "Nice UCLA shorts, bitch!' Mercedes sneers at her. 'Did you go to UCLA to learn how to become a stripper?" Tanya glares at her and snarls: 'For your information I stopped at TJ Maxx on the way here so I could buy these cheap-ass shorts and have something to shove down your throat after I kick your ass today!' With that Tanya lands a sucker punch that brings Mercedes to her knees and the match is on!!" (Click here for a photo preview.)

Buy Belly Punching Blowout at CustomVideoTheatre.com now!


XO Tanya


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06.10.08
Cheap thrills

In the past friends and acquaintances have asked me why I enjoy going to odd places and wallowing in squalid environments. They regarded me with some mixture of disgust and incomprehension as they waited for my answer. It was basically impossible for me to explain to them why I would take a vacation in a flophouse or visit any of the other innumerable, strange locations that beckon to me. These days I rarely tell anyone exactly where I'm going. I'll just say something vague like: "I'll be in Detroit for a week."

This month I'll be heading to Miami so I'm trying to decide where to stay. A moment ago I was reading the traveler reviews for a hotel that I happened to see last March when I was strolling along the beach in Miami. The building just called to me. Most of the travelers who bothered to submit a review for the place used adjectives like "revolting", "scary", and "dangerous" to describe it. It sounded like my kind of joint. Then I came upon this review:

"My Wife and I stayed there for 4 weeks while I was working in Miami,and let me say this,it is a real bare bones hotel .what it lacks in frills it more than makes up for in character! You will experience a vast variety of local eccentrics,hustlers etc. Everything you need is within walking distance and the bar "On the Rocks" will stay with us forever.If you want to sleep get up and go ,give it a try.The staffs only job is to take your money and give you a key but the air was cold and the water was hot and if you travel with someone you love you will always have stories to tell!Cheap thrills!"

It always warms my heart to stumble across people who enjoy weirdness. They call it "cheap thrills" and I call it "debauchery", but it's all the same thing. I would love to know how that husband and wife found each other.



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06.07.08
Thoughts for the upcoming Summer Solstice

For the Longest Day

Walt Whitman



Love the earth and the sun
and the animals,
despise riches, give alms
to everyone that asks,
stand up for the stupid
and crazy, devote your
income and labor to others,
hate tyrants, argue not
concerning God.

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06.02.08
A chuckle for the day
As a child I read about a man who worked for a cosmetics manufacturer dreaming up names for new shades of lipstick: "Toffee Coffee", "Rose Invitation", "Mauve Crystal", etc. I aspired to eventually land a job like that, but somehow I got sidetracked by the opportunities in the flesh trade. A number of years ago, however, I discovered a hobby - which I sometimes self-consciously refer to as a "business" - that allowed me to indulge my affinity for words. I began amassing a collection of domain names. For years now I've been acquiring and selling domain names which means, in reality, that I've registered thousands more of them than I've actually sold. I have become especially partial to domains that end in ".us" because you can spell a lot of adjectives with our country code: insidio.us, egregio.us, flirtatio.us, etc. Most commonly used words were snapped up long ago, but I always feel compelled to check on their availability just in case one of them might have slipped through the cracks. A few minutes ago I typed in ignominio.us just to see if anything was there. The photo on the page just cracked me up. It must have hit me at the right moment :) XO Tanya ***

05.31.08
New video previews!


Click here to see all the new video previews at DeviantDownloads.com. Click on each photo on the page to see a preview of that particular video.

Click here to see all the new video previews at CustomVideoTheatre.com.

Click here to see a preview of the new Red Mesh gallery that I have added to FantasyImageStore.com.

Click here for a preview of an awesome new DVD starring MMA fighter Frank Trigg.


Have a great weekend!


XO Tanya




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05.26.08
Memorial Day
Greetings on Memorial Day. Hopefully our soldiers will return home soon. I, along with the rest of the US, salute you for your valor. God Bless those who died serving our country.


XO Tanya



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05.25.08
"A Touch of Leather" - final week!
Running Time: 46 minutes
Studio: Bruce Seven Productions

Starring: Summer Cummings, Skye Blue, Chayse Manhattan, Felecia, Bobbi Brandt, and Ivy English

Whenever Summer visits Master Seven's dungeon, you know that craziness is about to happen! Add to that a lot of leather paddles and whips, and you're going to see more red asses and thighs than you've seen in a long, long time. What we do with Summer's tongue is well worth the price of admission alone!

A Touch of Leather will be playing at my Bondage Slave Theatre for one more week. All members of TanyaDanielle.com get to watch 12 new full-length movies inside the members' area for free each month. Don't miss out - join now!


XO Tanya




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05.23.08
How to Pick Up Chicks

New at DeviantDownloads.com: How to Pick Up Chicks

"Stacy Burke tells you everything you need to know about picking up women and having a good time. Actually, her advice is decidedly unconventional. Let Stacy fill you in on what turns her on and what turns her off as she brings you up to date on the recent events in her life. Even interviewer Tanya Danielle seems startled by many of Stacy's revelations. You don't want to miss their illuminating discussion. Stacy will soon be appearing on the popular The Girls Next Door TV series and this interview contains a lot of salacious behind-the-scenes info that you will enjoy.. "

Don't miss out! Buy How to Pick Up Chicks at DeviantDownloads.com now!


XO Tanya




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05.22.08
Sister Tanya has a secret
Now playing at CustomVideoTheatre.com: Virtue

"Sister Tanya has a secret. And it's something much more significant than the flask of vodka that she keeps locked inside one of her filing cabinets. The good Sister has an alter ego. When danger imperils the young women at her exclusive prep school Sister Tanya sheds her headdress, black robes, and dorky white stockings as she prepares to morph into the lethal, buxom superheroine known as Virtue! In this video Sister Tanya receives a call from the mayor of Parker City who warns her of insidious forces that are looming just outside the gates of their city. After hanging up the phone Sister Tanya dons her red supersuit and prepares for action!"

Buy Virtue at CustomVideoTheatre.com now! (Click here for a preview.)


XO Tanya




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05.16.08
Hot models and free videos!

Check out all my favorite models at my brand-new Pornstar Portal!


XO Tanya




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05.14.08
Mixed Wrestling Mayhem

Mistress Purple is not in the mood to take any shit from Monkeyboy. She insists on a wrestling match and then deals out the most ruthless of physical punishments, including vicious trampling maneuvers and lethal leg scissors. Click here for a preview and then join TanyaDanielle.com to see Mixed Wrestling Mayhem in its entirety!


XO Tanya



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05.10.08
Big Boob Bonanza

Big Boob Bonanza starring Amy Reid and Laura Lion is now playing inside the members' area! The full-length video is free for all members. Click here for a preview.

Join TanyaDanielle.com to see 12 new full-length movie selections each month!


XO Tanya




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05.09.08
New streaming video theatre!

Big news!

I just added the Cat Scratch Fever streaming video theatre to the members' area! Members can now watch 4-5 full-length catfight movies each month. The selection of videos will change on a monthly basis. Join now to see these exciting choices for the month of May:

Rotten to the Core - Part 2 starring me and Devon Michaels

Clothes Make a Woman starring Barocca and Lacey Legends

Mixed Wrestling Mayhem starring Monkey boy and British bruisers Queen Kat and Mistress Purple

Erotic Wrestling from Joan Wise Productions


Don't miss out - join now to see all these movies along with the massive amount of catfight content in my members' area!


XO Tanya




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05.06.08
We're back!!
The Members' Area is open again. Thank you very much for your patience as we continue to make some big changes.


XO Tanya



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04.11.08
Strap-on Sexfest

04.07.08
Pat's Reign of Terror - Part 3

New at DeviantDownloads.com:

"Pat does not take rejection lightly. She goes nuts when a woman rebuffs her attempts at either romance or friendship. Sure, she looks mild-mannered and timid with her unflattering haircut, thick glasses, and ill-fitting clothing, but her outward appearance belies the seething hatred that Pat harbors deep within her soul. Pat likes to make women pay if they get a little too uppity with her. She spends untold hours, days, and weeks in her basement concocting strange potions that will enable her to control the minds of the women who have hurt her feelings. Jewell Marceau has grated on Pat's nerves for some time now. It's as if Jewell does not even notice that Pat is alive even though they work for the same company. Of course Pat decides to do what she always does to assuage her frustration: she sets out to poison the object of her fixation with a noxious substance that will cause the defenseless woman to lose all control of her muscles and end up frozen, completely and utterly at Pat's mercy!"


Will Jewell survive Pat's attempt to totally dominate her body?! Buy Pat's Reign of Terror -Part 3 at DeviantDownloads.com to watch Pat continuing her spate of atrocities as she "freezes" yet another beautiful, unsuspecting woman..



- XO Tanya












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04.03.08
OK, OK, I admit it..

Yeah, it was me. And Jewell. And Anastasia Pierce. We were three of the women filmed with Formula One president Max Mosley in a hotel room having sex and engaging in some Nazi role-playing. Click here to read the full story. I'll just admit my involvement in it right now. Yes, I was the prisoner who everyone sodomized. The Associated Press neglected to mention that Max has a fetish for latex garments, but indeed he does. Just look at the outfits he bought us. The craziest thing about the whole situation was that he actually wanted to film our contemptible behavior. I named the videos the Prisoner of War series and posted them on my website. Presumably it was exciting for Max to flirt recklessly with ignominy and public humiliation before he did finally get caught. Sometimes you gotta wonder about these guys who inhabit positions of seeming power and influence.

Join now to see the full Prisoner of War series!

(Hehe.. I hope I don't seem racially insensitive, but this Max Mosley story is so scandalous that I can't help but turn it into a crass marketing ploy and enjoy it. Even my friend LTJ agrees.)



- XO Tanya












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04.01.08
Smuffed Out
Now playing at CustomVideoTheatre.com:

"Tanya is a pornographic film actress who is feeling the pressure of living in the expensive city of Los Angeles. She needs to pay her property taxes by April 10 and her federal and state income taxes by April 15. Finally she decides to get a part-time job cleaning rooms at a local hotel since she has a great deal of experience in the janitorial profession. To her surprise her new employer requests that she wear a short, slutty French maid outfit while she is on the job. Tanya fumes inwardly but she agrees to wear the ridiculous attire as she scrubs toilets, vacuums carpets, and performs the other tasks required of her. She reminds herself to be grateful for the extra money every time she catches her boss leering at her while she's working. Then one day she catches him jerking off as he is watching her and another maid change sheets in one of the guest rooms. A few weeks later the same thing happens again. The other maid begins to cry from shock and humiliation and Tanya feels a familiar sense of rage simmering in her gut. She devises a plan to teach her creepy boss a lesson. All she needs to do is wait for him to begin fondling himself while she is working. Two days later the perfect opportunity presents itself when her boss sneaks up behind her and starts masturbating as she is dusting some of the furniture. Tanya whips around in surprise, regains her composure, and then engages him in conversation. At first she is giggly and pleasant, but the tenor of her discourse changes very quickly when she grabs her offensive boss by his sweaty nuts and throws him on to the freshly made bed. He is still writhing in pain when Tanya strips off her silly maid uniform and commences a ruthless campaign of smothering/facesitting torture. She informs her trembling boss that she may not let him live another day. His eyeballs bulge out in terror as she cuts off his breathing by sitting on his face, her pussy and ass clamped down firmly over his nostrils and mouth. Tanya glares down at him with both malice and enjoyment blazing in her eyes. Will her chauvinist boss survive? Or does Tanya intend to "smuff" out his life?! Buy this brutal, riveting clip to fully understand the ordeal Tanya's boss is facing - the video is shot completely in POV perspective! "


Smuffed Out is now available at CustomVideoTheatre.com!



- XO Tanya












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03.29.08
End-of-the-Month Special: "Whipped Cream and Roses"
On sale at DeviantDownloads.com this weekend:

"Tanya loves the roses you sent. She's waiting for you in sexy lingerie, stroking herself with one of the soft buds. She spreads petals on the bed in anticipation of your arrival. Then she leaves the room only to return naked with whipped cream strategically covering her nipples and pointing to the promised land. Licking off what she can, she teases you by rubbing the rest in and licking it from her fingers, then covering her tits and body with lotion and letting you lick her to orgasm. Her next request is that she makes you cum as well... "

Buy Whipped Cream and Roses at DeviantDownloads.com before April 1 for just $12.99 (regular price $20.99)!


- XO Tanya












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03.26.08
This is important
Many members of our military are stationed around the world right now and it is very disturbing to contemplate their peril and to reflect on the political reasons for why they are risking their lives. Often it makes me feel guilty to sit at home, to go to the beach, or do any of the number of things I do in my easy life. I always make sure to keep our troops in my prayers. A few minutes ago I came across this article written by a US soldier and found it very important, troubling, and touching. Please read it if you have a chance.


- XO Tanya










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03.23.08
The Last Day
Good afternoon,

I am in the lobby of the hotel where I've been staying this past week. This is my last day here. Tonight I will be switching to a different hotel where I will have Internet access in my room. Finally I can begin posting in the members' area again and actually doing a little bit of other work since I won't have to worry about anyone looking over my shoulder and seeing naked photos while I'm using my laptop.

My trip out here to Miami has had both pleasant and unsettling moments. Quite often - OK, almost all the time - I found myself thinking about past relationships and various things I have screwed up in my life. At some point it hit me that most of my relationships failed because I approached them with too much urgency, the same urgency with which I have approached my career and everything else in my life. My fear-driven determination has enabled me to make a living in a tough business all these years. I have no family and nowhere to turn if I fail so I've made sure to keep the money flowing. Many times I have heard people refer to the "easy money" that can be earned in the adult industry. There is no easy money here. Trust me. I chose to be a part of this business and I don't regret it, but I (and everyone else in this industry who has had any longevity) have dealt with a bunch of crap. Photographers, directors, and strip club customers started telling me that I was old, fat, and ugly when I was eighteen years old. Yeah, I heard compliments too, but the flattery and insults began morphing into one big blob of bullshit many years ago. I have trouble believing anything that anyone says anymore.

In years past ex-boyfriends would often ask me: "Why can't you just relax?" I just couldn't. At every moment I was preparing myself for the day when no one would hire me anymore and I could no longer make any money dancing. The clock was ticking. I religiously worked out every day, bought real estate, and invested in the stockmarket while I waited for the axe to fall. Any day could be my last day although I wasn't really sure how I would know it was the last day. It just seemed that I could not waste time doing anything other than working, working out, or worrying about my nebulous future. Relaxation did not fit into my agenda.

I had a few long-term relationships and I drove my boyfriends crazy by over-analyzing everything, constantly looking for any sign or nuance in their behavior that would indicate that they were sick of me. Oh, they got sick of me all right. My all-encompassing, unrelenting state of anxiety must have infected their psyches too. It must have sucked to hang out with someone who was constantly bracing herself for The Last Day of her career and The Last Day of her romantic relationship. I examined everything with manic scrutiny, ever vigilant for the inevitable harbingers of doom that would signal the demise of my relationship and the death of my career. This past week I finally realized that my neurotic fixations have caused two things to happen in my life:

1) Constantly looking for problems has enabled me to earn a nice living for myself because I take steps to correct the problems that I do find and thus I remain prosperous.

2) Constantly looking for problems has screwed up almost every romantic relationship in my life because I create a maelstrom of anxiety that never subsides regardless of how much reassurance my partner tries to give me.

What enables me to make money is precisely what pushes people away from me. How did I get this old without figuring it out sooner? I'm perpetually looking for problems so I can solve them. I had some good relationships but I was always anticipating the worst and trying to find issues that probably did not even exist. All those years I was just trying too darned hard because that's what I thought that I needed to do. So what lead to my realizing all this while walking on the beach in Miami? Well, I was thinking about a friend of mine. She also works in the adult industry. This woman is beautiful, sexy, successful financially, and almost always alone. Like me she has no family and is completely self-reliant. I used to think that men shied away from her because she is so independent. Then a few days ago I started to realize that the issue is probably something completely different. She tries to force stuff. Her intensity and determination are obvious from the time you meet her. Those qualities enable her to make a lot of money, but I think they also scare people off. She just tries too hard to make people like her and then becomes quietly hateful towards them if they don't react how she wants them to. I think I do the same thing and it's not a good way to go through life.

Today is Easter Sunday and I will be sitting in a hotel room eating pizza by myself. I could have been home with friends in LA, but solitude seems more fitting right now. I feel very peaceful after writing this and I am not sad. Over and over and over throughout the years people have advised me to "relax and enjoy life" and "to sit back and let good things come." I used to think they were crazy, but I'm starting to realize that my life would be richer if I would stop compulsively over-analyzing my relationships with others and trust in the notion that I will attract good people. In fact, I am blessed to have several wonderful, very close friends. The future looks bright and I no longer will spend my time worrying about The Last Day of my career or The Last Day of any relationship. I can run adult websites even if I am old and gray and I will eventually settle down with someone until I am old and gray. My goal is to make this The Last Day of chronic anxiety.

Happy Easter to all and may God Bless our troops who are serving our country all over the world.


- XO Tanya










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03.21.08
I had a dream..
This morning I woke up around 9am or so. I had already slept for eight hours, but I wanted to stay in bed. My mind was trying to untangle something, but I had no idea what it was. I drifted off to sleep again, feeling relaxed and hoping my dreams would illuminate whatever I needed to know. At some point later I dreamt that I was in a messy, cluttered house. All of a sudden I saw my beloved white kitty Samantha (who passed on in 2005) frolicking with a dog. I could not get her to come to me. She looked good, larger than ever with a healthy-looking coat. Something appeared odd about a section of her body near one of her hind legs. I tried calling to her and attempted to get closer to her so I could examine her and see if she was injured. She kept running with the dark-colored dog and then vanished somewhere in the house. At that point I became aware that my dear friend Al (who passed on last November) was coming to see me. I saw him approach the house through the window. He peered through the same window into the room where I was standing with a great deal of anticipation. He could not yet see me, but I knew he was very, very much looking forward to it. He rang the doorbell and I went to answer it. When I opened the door he and I looked at each other with great affection and meaning. We both smiled and then hugged each other. I woke up after that and looked at the clock. It was nearly 11:30am this morning.

A friend of mine has a book about dream interpretation. Months ago I had a dream about my dog Shelby. I think she has probably passed on, but I'm not sure. She lived with me and my ex-boyfriend many years ago and he kept her after our breakup. My friend looked up the significance of dreaming about a deceased pet in his book and found that supposedly it meant that Shelby was trying to warn me of something. If she looked bedraggled then it meant that she had really struggled hard to get the warning to me. I reflected on all this this morning. Samantha had looked healthy and happy in this morning's dream, but something had appeared strange about that one section of her body. Was she trying to warn me of something?

An hour later, after several cups of coffee, I left to go jogging. The dream was haunting me a bit, but it felt good to be outside jogging and listening to music. Within a mile or two I happened to notice an older Cadillac with fancy rims and dark-tinted windows passing by at a high rate of speed. Later on I slowed down and started walking because I was tired. Shortly after that a heavily tattooed, shirtless man rounded a corner and began running towards me. He did not look like a typical jogger and from a distance I judged him to be a somewhat healthy member of a rock band who was out getting some exercise. Don't know why I thought that, but I did. As he drew closer we nodded at each other and then he paused so he could ask me directions. I looked into his face and saw the unmistakable eyes of an ex-convict. His teeth were really bad and all his tattoos had the coloration of jailhouse tattoos. I told him I was just visiting and did not know how to get to the beach that he had mentioned. He asked where I was from and I told him. He looked at my face more closely and then down at the tent-sized t-shirt I was wearing. He read the logos on my shirt and told me I was beautiful. I smiled and turned to go. He extended his hand and introduced himself. I wiped off my sweaty palm on my shirt, shook his hand, and told him my name. The coolness of his hand and the relaxed confidence of his handshake struck me. He wanted to keep talking, but I turned to go.

I walked away and then noticed the old Cadillac with black windows parked a short distance away. Obviously it belonged to the man I had just encountered. I kept thinking about him as I trudged down the road. Then I saw the Cadillac pass me. And then it passed me again. And again. He did a slow drive-by the next time and stared at me. I smiled politely and nodded at him. My experience with ex-convicts has taught me to always remain courteous with them until they give you a solid reason to react with anger. Some of them are volatile enough to become violent over any type of perceived transgression and some of them are self-destructive enough that they don't care if they end up back in prison or not. Others of them are really cool people. This tattooed man had so far not done anything beyond flirting with me even if he was doing it in a creepy, aggressive manner. I kept on walking, intending to head towards a busier street. The Cadillac reappeared before I could do so. This time he drove onto the wrong side of the street where I was walking, coming scarily close to me with the front of his car. His window was rolled down about halfway and he kept telling me I was beautiful and asking me to come closer to his car. I knew that he might purposely hit me with the Caddy so I giggled n a friendly, half-joking manner and said:

"No. You're making me nervous. Stop."

I walked more quickly as I said this, but I kept smiling. In the past I have defused similar situations by not reacting with fear or hatred or outrage at the obvious threat looming in front of me. It saved me because it gave my deranged, would-be assailant an opportunity to change his course of action without feeling that he had been "punked" by a woman. Hopefully this dude would abandon his attempts to intimidate me and just drive off. For the moment he kept driving closer to my legs and I just continued walking as he encouraged me to approach his window. I knew that he was probably fondling himself and wanted me to see him do it. Finally he veered the car towards me at an angle so it ended up blocking the path in front of me. I stopped and looked right at him. He was reaching with both hands to pick up something that was concealed next to his seat. I knew he was about to pull out a gun and I said (or did I shout?) "No!" and began running up on somebody's front lawn to get away from him. I was running for my life and I heard a car accelerate behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see if he was about to run me down with the Cadillac. At that moment I realized that a minivan had turned the corner and its engine was the one that I had heard. In the same instant I locked eyes with the tattooed man and he raised his hands off the steering wheel and mouthed the words "okay, okay" at me through the windshield to indicate that he would stop pursuing me. I continued running in the direction of a busy street and willed myself to calm down. A few minutes later I was still filled with adrenaline but telling myself that everything was fine because it was. I ran down the sidewalk and passed a bench full of people who were waiting for a bus. I noticed that all three of them quickly retracted their legs as I went by. In reality I had not been close enough to trip over their legs, but they must have sensed some weird type of emotional energy coming off me.

I arrived back at my hotel and took a shower. That man's handshake had been so cool and so confident. I lathered up my body and stayed underneath the spray of hot water for a long time.










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03.20.08
Greetings from the lobby
Still no WiFi access in my room so I've got my laptop down here in the lobby. Spring Break is in full swing here in South Florida. My hotel is booked to capacity. At the moment I am the only person who is fully dressed and typing on a computer. That will change momentarily, but I just wanted to say "hello" to all of you members. Hope everyone is having a nice week!


- XO Tanya

P.S. Paolo, I will send you the gun photos today!











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03.18.08
Greetings from Miami
Good afternoon,

I still cannot enter the members' area because I cannot access the Internet from my hotel room. The only place I can get online is in the lobby. Normally I post every day on the members' bulletin board but I can't really pull that up on the computer when there are so many people around. Fortunately there is a back door entrance into this blog so I can write stuff here without naked photos popping up on my computer screen.

Turns out that it is the collegiate Spring Break time of year. I had not considered that when I booked my trip. Fortunately I have no problem being around drunken teenagers in bikinis :-)

Well, I better get back out to the beach. Hope all you members had a fun St. Patrick's Day and are doing well. I didn't do anything special yesterday since no one else around here did either. As you might expect there does not seem to be a large Irish population here in South Florida.


- XO Tanya










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03.17.08
Happy St.Patrick's Day
Good evening,

I am sitting in the lobby of a hotel in Miami. The WiFi in my room is not working so I can't enter the members' area of the site right now. There are too many passersby in this part of the hotel and, as all members know, there are naked photos surrounding the bulletin board where I normally post my daily greetings. So for the moment I will just "Hello" on this blog. Miami is beautiful. I walked for hours on the beach and now I'm really sore and my eyes are starting to close. Tomorrow I will find a more private WiFi spot so I can get back on the members' bulletin board.Hope everyone is doing well :-)

Happy St. Patty's Day! (Have one for me - I'm too tired to go get a drink.)


- XO Tanya











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03.11.08
Ms.Milf USA

Enterprising reporter Stacy Burke uncovered damning photographs of the newly crowned Ms. Milf USA. Many contestants had reacted with shock when the chunky, big-titted blonde from California had won the title. After all, she had totally flubbed her interview question, had merely read a poem for the talent portion of the competition, and she clearly had not been dieting as much as her competitors. Ms. Milf Arizona and Ms. Milf Michigan asked Stacy Burke to investigate the surprising victory. Within days the reporter had acquired shocking photographs of five pageant judges gang-banging Ms. Milf California on the night before the competition! All of a sudden it was very clear how she had won the national title. Stacy wasted no time confronting the pageant winner with the evidence. A nasty, nasty catfight between the two women ensued as Ms. Milf USA sought to permanently silence the reporter..

The full Ms. Milf USA gallery will be appearing in the members' area soon. Click here for a preview!


- XO Tanya











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03.07.08
New auction!
Click here to view my latest auction. Here is the listing description:

"XXX Film Star 36DD Tanya Danielle's Skirt Worn on Cover of XXX Movie & In Hustler Big Bust Magazine, an autographed copy of the DVD and Big Bust Magazine, A Bonus Bra & Panty set owned and worn by Tanya, an Autographed One-of-a-Kind Polaroid of Tanya Modeling Lingerie Just For You, 2 Autographed 8 X 10s, a bonus Autographed Hardcore Magazines Featuring Tanya, and Certificate of Authenticity! Direct from Tanya's Bedroom to Your Doorstep!"


- XO Tanya










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03.03.08
Sexy Secretaries
New at DeviantDownloads.com: Sexy Secretaries - Part 1

"Something is up at the office. Stacy Burke stays practically chained to her desk for twelve hours each day. She comes into the office on the weekends even when she is not asked. She has the constant sensation that she is falling behind on her workload. Other secretaries in her department have that same sinking feeling, but not Tanya Danielle. Tanya doesn't feel like adhering to the normal tradition of toiling at the office from 9am to 5 pm. She's got better stuff to do. Generally she doesn't even show up in the morning until 10 or 11am. By noon, or perhaps a bit before, she leaves to go to lunch. It is unclear whether or not she ever bothers to eat anything because she usually returns about 3 hours later reeking of liquor, cigarette smoke, and cheap perfume. Sometimes she has glitter on her face. Rumor has it that she likes to get lap dances at one of the local strip clubs about 4 or 5 times a week. Evidently one or some of the dancers have no problem buffing her face with their big boobs. Sometimes their sparkly body lotion rubs off on her, but Tanya never takes a moment to wipe it away. By the time she is done partying during her lunch hour she is not able to differentiate the individual specks of glitter on her face from the other bright lights she sees dancing in her head. So how does Tanya get any work done? What type of performance reviews does she receive? Well, Tanya's boss always gives her stellar reviews.

This past Friday Stacy received a dismal work performance review from the very same boss. Stacy wants to know Tanya's secret - she is just dying to know how the big-titted, blonde imbecile has become the pet of their boss. It turns out that Tanya is extremely eager to show her..


Buy Sexy Secretaries - Part 1 at DeviantDownloads.com to watch Tanya returning from her 3-hour lunch hour with a sack full of lingerie. Of course it turns out that Tanya has a lot more than just lacy garments inside her bag of tricks.. "

(Click here for a preview.)



- XO Tanya













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02.29.08
Comeuppance

New at CustomVideoTheatre.com: Comeuppance

Deputy Summer Cummings always had a little too much faith in her abilities. She lacked the perspicacity to recognize her own shortcomings. For years she patrolled the streets of Los Angeles and believed she was invincible. Inevitably, she fell prey to a ruthless criminal. This large, sadistic, masked man kidnapped the busty officer and put her through Hell. He dragged Officer Cummings into an eery underground chamber draped in purple velvet where he bound, gagged, and molested her. For what seemed an eternity she struggled against her ropes, attempting to escape. Officer Cummings survived her ordeal, but never did recover her self-confidence or her dignity.

Buy Comeuppance at CustomVideoTheatre.com to witness her humiliation.



- XO Tanya












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02.26.08
Road Rage!
New at CustomVideoTheatre.com: Road Rage!

"Tanya Danielle was motoring around in her truck when she accidentally hit the bumper of Kianna Dior's flashy sports car. Kianna was just pulling into her driveway when it happened. She indicated for Tanya to follow her into her driveway. Tanya did so. It looked to Tanya that Kianna was inclined to behave in a reasonable manner. Kianna was wearing a mild expression on her face and her posture did not suggest hostility. Tanya sat in her truck waiting for Kianna to approach her. All of a sudden she realized that the gate to Kianna's driveway was slowly closing behind her. Kianna was trapping Tanya in her driveway! A nasty, nasty catfight with plenty of hairpulling, breast mauling, punches, shoves, and crotch-grabbing ensued.. "

Who emerged victorious in this traffic-related brouhaha? Buy Road Rage! at CustomVideoTheatre.com to find out now! (Click here for a preview.)



- XO Tanya











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02.20.08
Kianna Captured!

New at CustomVideoTheatre.com: Kianna Captured!

Intrepid spy Kianna Dior does not take her foes seriously. She views them as annoying obstacles to her missions rather than as legitimate threats to her safety. Kianna has had a few close calls, but nothing serious enough to make her doubt her skills or threatening enough to prompt her to watch her own back more carefully. She enjoys the unshakable conviction that she can thwart any adversary who attempts to tangle with her. Her arrogant attitude has served her well for years, perhaps too well. Kianna feels nearly invincible. Here and there she dutifully reminds herself to exercise more caution and then neglects to do so. Unbeknownst to the Asian beauty cunning jewel thief Damon Pierce has been watching her every move, just waiting for her to slip up.

Buy Kianna Captured! at CustomVideoTheatre.com to watch Damon overpower Kianna and then revel in his power over the helpless beauty! (Click here for a preview.)


- XO Tanya












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02.17.08
Ms. Confederate vs. Dark Angel
Superheroines Ms. Confederate and Dark Angel (AKA Stacy Burke) volunteered to help local law enforcement monitor a fraternity party that was taking place on the USC campus. Everything was going fine until Ms.Confederate started drinking what she thought was non-alcoholic fruit punch. In actuality, the fraternity brothers had spiked it with liquor and Ms. Confederate got smashed. The disgusted Dark Angel practically had to carry her to a nearby motel so she did not embarrass them any further. Ms. Confederate passed out on the bed as Dark Angel went back to oversee the throngs of students at the party. Just before dawn Dark Angel returned to the motel room to find that Ms. Confederate was still fast asleep in the middle of the bed. She tried to shove her to one side, but Ms. Confederate would not budge. Finally Dark Angel had had enough and she shook her drunken friend awake. "First you humiliate me and now you won't let me get any sleep!" Dark Angel screamed at her. "I can't take it anymore - you are absolutely worthless! You have pushed me to the edge.. now I'm going to strip you naked, carry you back to the frat house, and leave your nude body on their doorstep!!" A nasty, nasty battle ensued..


Join now to see this ferocious superheroine fight in its entirety! (Click here for a preview.)



- XO Tanya












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02.13.08
Masked Victim
I have been trying to learn more about web design. Jewell Marceau introduced me to a webmaster named Larry who agreed to help me out. Larry was awesome. He spent a lot of time teaching me stuff at my apartment. Often he and I would go grab dinner with my next-door neighbor Lucy after he'd spent hours tutoring me on the computer. We all became good pals. One morning Lucy was having coffee at my apartment and happened to pick up my phone when it rang.

"Hey, LTJ!" I heard her exclaim.

I gave her a questioning look. Who was LTJ? She kept on chatting. From her side of the conversation I deduced that she was speaking to Larry. Why had she addressed him as "LTJ"? Were those his initials? I thought about it for a second. No, Larry's last name was Feinberg. The next thing I knew Lucy was thrusting the phone into my face. Larry and I spoke for a few moments, agreed to meet that evening at 5pm for more web design lessons, and then hung up.

"Why did you call him "LTJ"? I asked Lucy.

"That's my nickname for him." she said. "It's short for Larry the Jew."

I almost dropped my coffee into my lap. Lucy looked at me.

"What?!" I said with shock. "Does he knew that? You can't call him that!"

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because.. because.. it's racist, I guess." I stated lamely.

"Why is it racist?" she asked. "His name is Larry and he is a Jew."

That stopped me. I didn't know what to say. Was it racist? Or insensitive? Or something? I really wasn't sure. We dropped the subject and went on with our day. The following Sunday Jewell called and I asked if I wanted to come over for a Bloody Mary. I agreed and drove over to her place. Upon arrival I called out her name as I entered her house. She was waiting for me with leather straps in her hand and she tackled me before I could even react. All of a sudden she was jamming a leather mask over my head and screaming:

"I can't believe the nickname you gave Larry!! You're going to stay bound and gagged for a long time while you regroup the thoughts in your fat, blonde head!"

I wanted to protest my innocence, but I couldn't speak through the confining leather. Jewell did indeed give me a long time to adjust my thinking..


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- XO Tanya












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02.10.08
Roommate's Revenge
New at DeviantDownloads.com:

Francesca Le has a stalker. Her former roommate has been watching her every move and waiting for the perfect time to strike. This former roommate, Pat, has two notable attributes: she is a nutcase and she is also an alchemist. Pat spends most of her time in a laboratory concocting potions that will enable her to control Francesca's mind and body. Finally she comes up with a formula that she intends to pour into Francesca's bottle of baby oil. On one sunny afternoon Pat breaks into Francesca's apartment, slips the tonic into the baby oil, and hides in a closet to wait until Francesca gets home. She knows Francesca's habits and prepares to stay there until Francesca takes a shower and then rubs the tainted baby oil all over her sexy body. At that point Francesca will be at Pat's mercy!!

Buy this outrageous video at DeviantDownloads.com to see Pat's diabolical plan come to fruition!



- XO Tanya












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02.07.08
New auction!
Click here to check out my newest auction and bid to win multiple bikinis, photos, magazines, and more!



- XO Tanya












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02.04.08
The Midas Dildo



New at DeviantDownloads.com: The Midas Dildo

"Professor of Archeology Tanya Danielle calls graduate student Kianna Dior into her office to examine an ancient artifact. Kianna is shocked to discover that the professor is asking her to inspect an item that resembles a modern sex toy. "Is this a joke?" Kianna blurts out. The professor assures her that it is not and encourages her to test out the vibrator. Kianna cannot resist the impulse to do so and she begins rubbing it all over her body and moaning with pleasure. Professor Danielle wastes no time as she quickly strips off all of Kianna's clothing as well as her own. Kianna barely notices the Professor's actions as the vibrator brings her progressively closer to climax. At this point the professor informs Kianna that she had unearthed the sex toy during an excavation of King Midas' palace. She then tells the breathless student: "It is said that an ancient king fashioned it with the help of the gods; that it could entice all but the strongest of minds, and that those that used it fell afoul of the curse." Her cautionary words barely register as Kianna orgasms and then freezes like a statue, subject to whatever fate might befall her next ..


What does Professor Danielle do to the frozen, helpless Kianna? Buy The Midas Dildo at DeviantDownloads.com to find out now!



- XO Tanya












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02.02.08
Smother Extortion
Duncan is the most prominent banker in Hunterville. Nearly all the citizens in town know him by sight and hold him in extremely high regard. When Duncan needs a little action he has to drive all the way to Atlanta so he does not compromise his reputation on his home turf. As the years wear on Duncan becomes something of an entity in the nightclub scene of the big city. Some of the bouncers start referring to him as "the weird rich guy from that hick town." It seems that Duncan likes to pick up hot babes at the bar, take them to his hotel, put on an athletic cup, and pay the women to kick him really hard in the nuts. Beautiful, devious Shannon Kelly finds out about this and decides to blackmail the wealthy banker. She catches his eye at a bar one night and soon enough the giddy couple is heading to the Ritz-Carlton in his chauffeur-driven limo. Upon entering the hotel suite Shannon kicks him as hard as she can in the balls. She announces that he is going to pay her $100,000 or else she will blackmail him by placing videos of his past ball-kicking encounters on the Internet. When Duncan refuses to give her money she embarks on a campaign of brutal facesitting/smothering torture to break his will. Of course she varies her methods of abuse by incorporating some stinging face slaps, leg scissors, and boob smothers as well..


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- XO Tanya














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01.29.08
More harbingers of doom?
The US dollar is weak, the residential real estate market has collapsed, and huge losses have occurred in the stockmarket. What else does the average American citizen have to fear?

Click here to see the disturbing answer.


- XO Tanya







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01.27.08
Memories of 7th Street
Years ago I was walking on Seventh Street near downtown Los Angeles as my mind reeled and my soul churned. It had been a rough day and I wanted to get back to my room. Aggressive, ominpresent drug dealers and severely drug-addicted prostitutes lined this block near Witmer. They eyed all the passersby. The only people returning their gazes were those seeking heroin or sex. All the rest of us looked into the grey distance or down at the sidewalk. Gazing at the ground connotes a sense of discomfort, possibly trepidation, but it had always worked well enough for me. It conveyed my disinterest in purchasing drugs. I aimed my scrutiny, though not my awareness, at the concrete beneath my feet as I headed for the Mayfair Hotel. All at once it seemed that someone was looking up at me. Everyone on the sidewalk seemed to stop. The world seemed to stop. I looked back at the man who in actuality was standing at least 20 feet ahead of me. He was leaning on crutches and he was hunched over like a horseshoe. That condition seems to occur in very elderly people although I do not know the name of it. The gentleman was gesturing animatedly at me and seemed to have something of an encouraging - perhaps pleading - smile on his face. People hurried past him on either side, eager to get off Seventh Street and arrive at their destinations. A drug dealer and some blank-faced young teenagers lingered near the man, but this gentleman was staring straight into my eyes. I began rushing towards him...


Join now to read the rest of the story in the members' blog!



- XO Tanya










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01.24.08
Lingerie auction!

Click here to see my latest lingerie auction at Estarbids!

- XO Tanya

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01.21.08
Tanya Dominates Ashley
Now playing inside the members' area: "Tanya Dominates Ashley"

"It all started with a phone call. My lover rang me up to inform me that his wife, Ashley, had discovered our affair and was right then racing to my apartment to confront me. He and I chuckled together and then I hung up the phone. I knew that his wife would arrive momentarily because we lived in the same building. With a smug smile I perched on the edge of my couch, crossed my arms, and waited for her to make her grand entrance. Less than thirty seconds later the front door flew open and a set of keys arced through the air and landed on the hardwood floor just inches from my feet.

"I guess those are your keys, bitch!" Ashley screamed at me.

Ashley was fuming, a white-hot rage inflaming her very soul. I smiled at her, not the least bit daunted by her fury.

"You are fucking my husband, aren't you?!" she spat at me. "I found those keys in his pants pocket and I just knew they would open your door, you home-wrecking cunt!"

I rolled my eyes and sashayed over to the closet where I pulled out two neckties.

"Do these look familiar?" I inquired.

Ashley's eyes bugged out.

"Those belong to my husband!" she shrieked.

"That is correct." I affirmed as I grabbed her by the wrist.

I'll give Ashley credit for even trying to fight. She must have sensed my ill intentions and she did try to defend herself. It took me a few minutes to trap her in a sleeper hold. She went limp in my arms and I dumped her unresisting body onto my couch. By the time Ashley fully awoke I had already tied her to the arm of my couch with her husband's neckties and had begun playing with her large, delectable breasts. There was nothing she could do. I enjoyed her for a while before releasing her from her binds and marching her into the bedroom. After tying her up in a horribly uncomfortable position I proceeded to ravish her helpless body for the next 30 minutes.. "


What happened after I finished sating my desires? Did I ever return Ashley to her husband? Would you? Join now to find out the answers to all these questions!



- XO Tanya











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01.18.08
Harmony Bliss as Catwoman
Blonde, bodacious Harmony Bliss toils in a medical office by day so she can steal stashes of drugs and inject them into innocent captives. No one at her day job realizes that seemingly guileless Harmony morphs into the nefarious Catwoman as soon as darkness falls. At night she prowls the streets to abduct men and women by drugging them and carrying their limp bodies back to her sex dungeon. Her victims awake to unimaginable horror as they discover that they are chained to cold, stone walls in the midst of a crowd of masked strangers. Southern superheroine Ms. Confederate has been stalking Catwoman so she can put an end to her appalling criminal behavior. Their showdown takes place at a beautiful mansion in Malibu, California. It turns out that Catwoman has a sneaky trick of smearing a powerful opiate all over her ample cleavage. Will Ms. Confederate be able to break free of this morphine-laced boob smother??


Join now to see the entire Cat and Superhero gallery and find out the answer!



- XO Tanya











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01.15.08
Smothered by Shannon
New at my Custom Video Theatre: Smothered by Shannon

"Duncan has established a reputation around the greater Los Angeles area. It seems that he lives with his parents in order to have enough money to make the payments on his brand new Mercedes. He likes people to see him wheeling into the parking lots of trendy clubs and fancy restaurants in his flashy vehicle. It helps him attract women. Duncan only looks for one night stands. If he dated a woman twice she might find out about his living arrangements and wonder why he has no job except his paper route. Duncan has been delivering the morning newspaper in his neighborhood since he turned nine years old. Most of the regulars frequenting the local nightclub scene know about that so Duncan targets ladies from out of town.

On one unseasonably warm November evening Duncan comes careening into the driveway of Denny's VIP club at a high rate of speed. He decelerates quickly as a fetching redhead catches his eye. His tires screech on the pavement as he slams on the brakes. The commotion catches the attention of the red-haired beauty who favors him with a glance before disappearing into the club. Duncan chases her inside because he has never seen her before. She doesn't know about his paper route or the bunk bed that he has slept in for his entire lifetime and he's hoping that he can get her drunk, lure her out to his Mercedes, and bang her in the back seat.

It turns out that the redhead's name is Shannon. She seems interested in Duncan and his excitement builds as they keep talking. Within a few minutes Shannon invites him to her home. Although surprised Duncan enthusiastically agrees to join her. Vague warning bells are going off in his blond head, but Duncan ignores them. After all, he thinks to himself, what can some dumb broad do to him that he can't handle? He chuckles inwardly and then escorts Shannon outside, enjoying the envying glances of other men in the club. A few of them notice that he's flashing a thumbs-up signal at them behind her back. Everyone wonders how the alluring redhead can even tolerate his company.

A mere ten minutes later Duncan and Shannon arrive at her home. Duncan is already unzipping his fly when Shannon seizes control of the situation in a totally unexpected manner.. "


How did 4'10 Shannon manage to overpower and completely dominate Duncan? Is Duncan able to survive the brutal face-sitting/smothering torture that ensues? Buy Smothered by Shannon at my Custom Video Theatre to find out all the answers now!


- XO Tanya












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01.12.08
Dr. Freudenia

Dr. Freudenia, (played by Francesca Le), runs a successful psychiatric practice catering to superheroines. Her patients suffer from a variety of mental disturbances, many of them caused by post traumatic stress disorder. Superheroine Terra Danyell seeks out the expertise of Dr. Freudenia because she is haunted by memories of beatings she suffered at the hands of villainness Lynx (played by Stacy Burke.) Lynx had tortured Terra with several different episodes of extreme belly-punching brutality. Oddly, Terra feels intense pangs of arousal when she reflects on the belly punches. She desperately needs the services of Dr. Freudenia to cure her of her inappropriate, lust-filled thoughts. Unbeknownst to the fair-haired superheroine Dr. Freudenia utilizes some extremely unorthodox methods of treatment. Often the crafty doctor forces her patients to subject themselves yet again to the very torment that caused their emotional trauma.

A computer generated image of Dr. Freudenia appears here. You can see the true Dr. Freudenia in the flesh by buying episodes #4 and #5 of The Adventures of Terra Danyell at my Custom Video Theatre!


- XO Tanya









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01.07.08
Greetings from Las Vegas
At the moment I am locked out of the members' area, probably because I used my password at home and then again a few hours later after I flew to Vegas. The system banned me because I appeared to be someone who was sharing my user info with a friend. I'm busted by my own security.

Anyways, I just wanted to say hello to all members. I'll be back on the board in a few hours. Hopefully some of you will be coming to the Adult Expo also. Summer and I would love to see you!


- XO Tanya












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01.06.08
Adult Expo 2008


Have I mentioned that Summer and I will be at booth #8091 at the upcoming Adult Entertainment Expo from January 9 - 12?

Come meet us!


- XXOO Tanya










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01.04.08
Deliverance
Rich bitch Tanya Danielle is waiting for her valet to carry in the new purchases that she made during her shopping expedition. She just hired this new valet, Francesca Le, because her five former valets had either quit or committed suicide in the past year. Tanya sighs with disgust as she waits for Francesca to deposit the boxes and bags onto her bed. She doesn't think Francesca is moving fast enough. It annoys Tanya to no end that she even has to pay the proletariat to serve her. She thinks that they should do it for free. When her servants are not working with enough alacrity Tanya feels entitled to give them a quick shove or a kick in the shins to hasten their progress. At the moment Tanya is gearing up to abuse Francesca but Francesca speedily exits the room after setting Tanya's stuff on the bed. Tanya forgets all about her and begins admiring the new clothing that she had bought. So enrapt is she in her activity that she does not hear Francesca sneaking up behind her. It's too late by the time Francesca grabs her savagely by the arm. Francesca's fingers clamp down on Tanya's undeveloped bicep and she hisses these words into Tanya's ear:

"Were you looking forward to another day of debasing your employees, you stuck-up, rich bitch?! Well, guess what? Today is going to be different. Do you know who I am?"

Tanya begins to tremble and whimper, unable to shake off Francesca's death grip.

"Do you know who I am?!" Francesca demands again, shoving her face mere millimeters away from Tanya's eyeballs.

"N-no!" Tanya sputters.

"I'm one of your neighbors - you stupid, oblivious cunt - and I've been watching how you treat your staff. Now I'm going to teach you a lesson that you will not be able to forget! I guarantee that you will never abuse another employee again after I'm done with you. You've been waiting a lifetime for the beatdown I'm about to give to you!!!"


Turns out that it wasn't just a mere beatdown that Tanya suffered at the hands of her neighbor. Click here for a preview and then join TanyaDanielle. com to see this mind-warping assault in its entirety!






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01.01.08
The Wrestling Coach
Now playing at CustomVideoTheatre.com: The Wrestling Coach

"I decided to hire a coach because I had turned into a fat, lazy slob. The weight gain had happened gradually as I worked less and less often. Dancing used to keep me in halfway decent shape, but I wasn't doing much of that anymore since most strip clubs had started going sharply downhill in recent years. I dreaded the thought of working in a club amongst women willing to give handjobs to customers for $10. Consequently, I began sitting home day after day and getting fatter and fatter. Empty wine bottles piled up in my recycle bin. Occasionally I would toss an empty vodka bottle on top of them just to break the monotony. I grew disgusted with myself. Even my neighbor, Mr. Hunter, felt compelled to talk to me about my corpulence.

"I know a really good conditioning coach." he said. "He works right here in our neighborhood and has access to a wrestling ring. Why don't you give him a call to see if he can put you through some workouts? His name is Duncan and here is his number."

I pondered the idea for a few days before I finally decided to call Duncan. He and I spoke for a while on the phone and I explained my predicament. I told him everything, all the sickening details of my slothful existence.

"Will I need to stop drinking to get in shape?" I asked him after I finished spilling out my tale of woe.

"Uh, no." Duncan responded. "No, I can't see why that would be necessary."

"Great!" I said with more enthusiasm than I had felt in a long time. "How much do you charge anyways?"

"Well.. " Duncan said slowly. "Mr. Hunter told me a little bit about you. He said you used to be a model. Actually, he showed me some pictures of you."

"I still do modelling work." I said.

"Uh, yeah. I saw some of your recent shots. Honestly, I think there's still a pretty girl waiting to get out from underneath all those layers of fat." he replied.

I said nothing, all of a sudden realizing that perhaps I had deteriorated even more than I had wanted to acknowledge. Saliva welled up in my throat and I swallowed hard.

"Listen," Duncan said. "I'm a world-class athlete and I know I have a habit of being a little too hard on people sometimes, but I really think you have potential. You need someone to crack down on you."

I remained silent.

"I'll tell you what.." he continued. "I coach a team of female wrestlers and I think you have what it takes to join our group. I'm willing to coach you for free if you will consider trying out for the team in a few months."

Wow. Duncan was really giving me an opportunity here. For some reason I did not think to ask him who was on this wrestling team and where they actually competed.

"I'll take you up on it!" I heard myself saying to Duncan.

We set up a meeting for the following day. Duncan told me to bring running shoes and a bikini. A bikini? That seemed odd, but I was certainly in no position to question the orders of a world-class athlete. The next day I wore some workout clothes over one of my old, neon pink stripper bikinis. Duncan greeted me at the doorway of his place and informed me that we were going running. He began jogging down the street and I fell in alongside him.

"Um.. I'm not wearing a running bra." I told him. "I didn't know we were going to be doing any high-impact activities."

"You need to learn to suck it up and stop complaining if you are going to be a serious athlete." Duncan told me gruffly.

Two miles later my boobs were killing me. They were bouncing so much that they were practically hitting me in my eye sockets. Somehow I survived a three-mile run with Duncan hurling verbal abuse at me the whole time. I slumped against his backyard gate when we got back to his home.

"Now we wrestle." Duncan informed me.

"Wrestle?" I said in disbelief. "We're going to wrestle now? After that run? Why are we running and wrestling on my first day? What are you trying to do to me?"

"Strip down to your bikini!" Duncan ordered.

I meekly complied although a few embers of deep-seated rage were starting to smolder inside of me. Who the fuck was this clown? Why did he think he could treat me like this? Adrenaline started coursing through my system, a sensation I'm all too familiar with. I have very little strength and very little athletic ability, but I do have one thing going for me: when I'm angry I don't care about getting hurt. I lose physical sensation. My adrenaline starts pounding and I don't even experience pain if someone is hitting me. All I feel is a grisly determination to inflict maximum injury on my opponent while I'm on my way down. I never think of winning - I just assume that I'm going to lose - but my anger comes from the bowels of hell and I've shocked a few people in my day. And sometimes I do end up winning.. "


So what exactly happened in the wrestling ring? Did Duncan beat me handily? Did I surprise him with my ferocity? Was I able to wrestle with sore boobs? Buy The Wrestling Coach at CustomVideoTheatre.com to find out the answers to all these questions now!




- XO Tanya











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12.31.07
Who's the douchebag?

A few days ago I stumbled across a few XXX clips of me and Jewell Marceau. Someone had provided some compelling text to accompany the videos. This morning I was surfing around the same site and saw a page of links leading to videos of my friend Mercedes. I clicked on one entitled "Douchebag fucks sexy Mercedes Ashley on the front lawn". Turns out the douchebag is one Nic Manning.

It's amazing how a little well worded prose can reel you right in.


- XO Tanya











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12.27.07
"A couple of tramps with large, fake bazoombas.. "


Jewell Marceau and I filmed an anal scene for Anal University #8 a number of years ago. Somehow I ended up being the one who took a rigid piece of plastic up my butt. This long-forgotten scene has now resurfaced on the Internet due to better streaming technology. Click here to watch a preview.

I especially enjoy the accompanying text on the page that identifies Jewell and me as "a couple of tramps with large, fake bazoombas." Nothing like a line of snappy prose to sum up one's existence in just half a sentence.


- XO Tanya












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12.24.07
Merry Christmas!

I am offering a free download from DeviantDownloads.com - Tanya the Spy - to all members of TanyaDanielle.com. Join by December 26 to get your free download!


Happy Holidays!



- XO Tanya












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12.21.07
Even CEOs need to have fun
New at my Fantasy Image Store:

"Ruthless CEO Tanya Danielle kept a lot of secrets inside her nude, sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose. None of her underlings had any idea how wet her pussy would become when she fantasized about someone binding her with rope and then gagging her. Interestingly, one of the company employees, Mr. Smith, had come close to discovering her private desires. Ms. Danielle had been attending a fetish convention in Tampa, Florida and practically bumped right into him at a party! Shocked, Ms. Danielle fled the scene. For months afterward she flirted with the notion of including him in her bondage play. She became obsessed with the idea. Finally, she could restrain herself no longer - Ms. Danielle is a woman who is used to getting what she wants - so she called Mr. Smith into her office for a meeting. She communicated her wishes to him. Needless to say, he attended to her needs. As the play began Mr. Smith found himself both astonished and delighted at just how docile and compliant the high-powered CEO became when the ropes appeared.."


Buy the photos at my Fantasy Image Store now! The full-length video will be coming to the members' area soon.



- XO Tanya








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12.18.07
Stacy Burke: The Girl Next Door


"Tanya Danielle moved into a new apartment. She's always had problems with her roommates so she decided to get her own place. One Sunday afternoon she gets a surprise visit from one of her neighbors. Turns out the girl next door is a predatory lesbian named Stacy Burke. Stacy will not take 'no' for an answer as she forces Tanya to submit to her lecherous advances!"


(We all can dream, right?)


Join now to see the entire Hair Pulling gallery in my Catfight section!



- XXOO Tanya











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12.12.07
Only Game in Town
Now playing at Deviant Downloads: Only Game in Town

"Tanya and Joel have been dating for a few years. They have fallen into a comfortable state of coexistence. Tanya begins to wonder if it's perhaps a bit too comfortable. She finds herself worrying that Joel might be seeking out excitement in places other than their own bedroom. He does seem to be away from home for excessive amounts of time. Finally she confronts him with her concerns. Joel shrugs dismissively and tells Tanya that he's been spending a lot of time playing video games with his buddies.

"What buddies are those?" Tanya demands. "I didn't know the guys at your office played video games. They look more like the type of men who get dragged to the shopping mall and the opera by their wives."

Joel looks at her with a puzzled expression.

"You don't think that some shoppers and opera fans enjoy video games as well?"

Tanya recognizes Joel's attempt to change the subject.

"I meant that they all seem to have wives who commandeer every free instant of their lives! Their wives wouldn't let them loaf around playing video games all weekend. Your coworkers have to store their porn in our garage so their meddling spouses don't find it!" Tanya snarls at him. "Now I want you to tell me who in the fuck you are playing video games with!!"

All hell breaks loose when Joel reveals that he's been going to Daphne Rosen's house to indulge his video game habit. Tanya flies over to the phone to call Daphne. Joel wisely vacates the premises. Daphne arrives shortly thereafter and gives Tanya an earful:

Yes, she and Joel play video games together.

Yes, she and Joel get together at least 3 or 4 times a week.

Yes, there's been some flirtation between her and Joel.

And, yes, Joel just loves Daphne's huge tits.

Daphne smiles smugly and crosses her arms below her aforementioned huge tits as she watches steam blowing out of Tanya's ears. Then Daphne calmly, confidently challenges Tanya to a sex duel: whichever woman can outkiss and outfuck the other woman will win Joel. Not a mere instant goes by before Tanya readily agrees and the two women initiate their battle. 30 minutes later they are still writhing naked in Tanya's bed trying to determine which sex-crazed woman will prevail.. "


Buy Only Game in Town at Deviant Downloads now to find out who won this heated, passionate sex challenge!



- XXOO Tanya










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12.07.07
It's Friday night
A storm just blew through Los Angeles. Unusually high winds are still affecting the area so I went to the ocean, knowing it would be deserted and wanting to see (relatively) big waves crashing on the shoreline. Sand stung my eyes as I meandered across the beach and watched the sun set. My hair blew, my jacket blew, and I had to walk with my head down. I struggled to the top of a s