Remember our recent Guest Director release The Credit Card? If you need your memory jogged a little, it’s the one where the stunning Sha Luciana gets her incredibly spankable behind roundly warmed by her husband Pharaoh, following his discovery of her latest credit card bill. I’m sure you remember it anyway, of course; a spanking like that is hard to forget!
Anyway, when that came out we promised you a little something more to follow - and we always keep our promises. This weekend we’re excited to announce the release of some exclusive behind-the-scenes footage that gives us all a chance to get to know Pharaoh and Sha a little better - and see some more of her perfect bottom, too.
This film is amongst the most intimate and personal footage we’ve released here on Dreams of Spanking. The beauty of Pharaoh and Sha’s content is that everything you see is real; most of their films show punishments Sha would have received whether the camera was rolling or not.
There’s a casual, conversational tone to the whole clip, and they really make you feel like you’re hanging out with them listening to them chat. They’ve also got a special surprise in store at the end - what do you reckon Sha’s getting punished for this time?
A fetish is as unique as the person who enjoys it. Within the broader terms we use to describe what we’re into - spanking, humiliation, ageplay - there are all kinds of specifics that belong only to us. What do you long to be spanked with? Which words most get you going? Is there a particular kind of school uniform or other clothing that turns you on to wear, or see others wearing?
Our latest release, ‘Come Here Young Lady’, is a custom-made fantasy for one of our viewers. I don’t know exactly what they requested (only Pandora does; your privacy is important to us!) but there’s a lot to love about this film: so much of what makes it hot is in the small details, the way Pandora makes the viewer feel like they’re being undressed and scolded and shamed. It’s also of course an F/f ageplay scene, which regular readers of the blog may have noticed is right up my street!
If there’s a particular fantasy close to your heart that you’d like to see Pandora bring to life, everything you need to know can be found on our new customs site. In the meantime, head over to our newest release to let Pandora - and her favourite spanking slipper - put you right in your place.
We’ve got a midweek update for you to start October off right. Pandora has a new purple slip, and given their exhibitionist proclivities they wanted to show it off for us! If you enjoy high heels, seamed stockings, lacy underwear and cheeky grins, this one’s for you.
With plenty of suggestive poses to show off Pandora’s beautifully spankable bum, it makes for a great weekday quickie!
‘Caught Camming’ with Jayda Blayze is the third film in our new Guest Director series, and we think it’s going brilliantly. (The others, if you were wondering, were ‘A Spot of Bother’ - our latest period piece, directed by and starring Charlie J Forrest - and Nimue Allen’s ‘Lockdown Scolding’.)
Made in collaboration with Universal Spanking, the fantasy behind this film is all Jayda’s own - to find out a little more about her inspiration, watch the behind-the-scenes extra we’re releasing in tandem with the main event.
We’ve always been champions of performer-produced content here at Dreams of Spanking: it fits perfectly with our ethical standpoint and our focus on consent above all else. The continued need for social distancing has kept us from being able to get our own cameras rolling again, so this seemed like the perfect opportunity to introduce you all to some fresh content made by other performer/directors - including those who, like Jayda, live too far away to shoot with us in person.
It’s been wonderful to have a chance to work with Jayda, and we’re pleased to announce that this won’t be the last time - we’ve got another film starring her coming out in due course, so watch this space! In the meantime, you can get your Jayda fix on Just For Fans, ManyVids or Twitter.
I’ve always thought there wasn’t enough audio porn in the world.
Partly that’s down to my own particular set of, er, ‘interests’. I once came just from someone talking me into it, no physical touching required, and I’ve always harboured a deep-seated interest in submissive hypnosis - I could write an essay on the wonders of a chatty dominant!
It’s not just that, though: it’s also because audio erotica lets you get lost in your own mind like nothing else does. Much as I prefer radio soaps to their televisual counterparts (because on radio the pictures are better), aural porn is as close as it gets to a two-person solo experience.
In-ear headphones help a lot with this. They sound like the speaker’s voice is right inside my own head, and that feeling has been a powerful element of some of my most memorable sexual experiences. Even when you’re alone, with audio porn there’s no barrier between you and the fantasy at hand; there’s no bright screen to keep an eye on, no variably-formatted text to squint at on your phone. You can invite the story into your mind and let yourself get lost in it.
One of the things that makes porn difficult - both to create as a performer and to find as a consumer - is that everyone wants porn that is exactly their thing. Cis men are usually the assumed viewer, especially if one’s interests run primarily to the femdom end of the spectrum (I can’t really be the only queer female sub who wants to watch femdom stuff, can I?) - and even when that’s not a problem, most of us still want to find porn where the performers are our physical ‘type’ and the setting is one that resonates.
None of that matters with audio erotica. I’m especially fond of scenes like our recent Snake Eyes where the story is essentially a monologue; the submissive is never described, never gendered, never referred to other than as “you”. The encounter could be taking place anywhere - a dungeon, a castle, your own bedroom. Zak, with her calm, commanding voice, could be anyone you wanted to put yourself at the mercy of. This is a story of random factors and precise paddling that comes tailor-made for any subby spanking fan who listens to it.
I get that humans tend to be highly visual creatures, of course, but goddamn - sometimes, I just want someone to whisper into my ear.
I have a confession to make: when I first saw the opening shots of this film, I assumed Anty would be the one doling out the punishment.
It seems like the expected choice, really, doesn’t it? The surly butch dealer type, taking our Pandora in hand. Pandora herself is ever so femme in this scene, in a floral camisole and figure-hugging skirt, and my mind went directly to the classic butch top/femme bottom dynamic. But Dreams of Spanking has a long history of subverting the expected tropes, and this is no exception.
As the plot develops, it transpires that it won’t be like that at all - rather, a recalcitrant Anty is to be punished for her misdemeanours, bent over and beaten till her backside glows bright red. Pandora administers the punishment with clinical precision, taking time to line up every stroke and letting us see the excited glint in her eye. The resulting collection of welts is a sight to behold, and I winced in sympathy for Anty as Pandora instructed her to pull up her jeans. I too know how much that can sting!
In the end, though, my very favourite thing about this scene isn’t part of the punishment itself at all (though believe me, it’s a good’un). There’s this bit toward the end, just after the spanking has finished, where our co-stars are looking at each other in a long-angled shot - and for a moment, the screen sizzles with sexual tension. For all I knew it wasn’t part of the film, I half expected them to jump each other anyway.
And really that’s what we love most about Dreams of Spanking, isn’t it? So much of what we see here is real, even when the performers involved are actors playing a part. There’s nothing faked about the stingingly beautiful state of Anty’s bottom at the end of her punishment, and I reckon there wasn’t much faked in that snapshot of domme/sub desire either.
I could be wrong, of course. But if you’d like to see this scene for yourself - and it’s great fun from start to finish - it’s out now, and you can find it right here.
(PS - my second favourite thing about this film is Anty’s response when Pandora tells her she won’t hiring her as a dogsitter again: “But I love your dogs!”. We here at Dreams of Spanking are pleased to reassure you that no dogs were harmed in the making of this fantasy.)
Here in the UK, the lockdown has changed all our lives profoundly - and as I’ve written about previously, shooting porn is no exception!
Performer-produced porn is nothing new; many of us who work in the industry already have experience of planning, filming, editing and promoting our own shoots from start to finish. These skills have never been more essential than they are right now, at a time when co-stars and camera operators are out of the question unless they’re people we already happen to live with.
That’s why everything in this simple first-person-POV clip is Nimue Allen’s own work, and it’s part of a growing genre of ‘lockdown porn’ that I’m sure we’ll see more of in the coming weeks. The viewer is cast as a wayward sub who has selfishly chosen to share a drink with friends despite the risk, and femdom Nimue must take your punishment into her own capable hands.
We love performer-produced porn here at Dreams Of Spanking, because it’s the perfect embodiment of our values. The performer has total control over every aspect of the shoot, so consent is baked right in and we’re given the chance to play with new themes and ideas at our leisure. When producing my own porn, I’ve often found it gives me the chance to try things out I might not have an opportunity to in another context - and of course our fans reap the benefit of that experimentation!
Nimue told me that she found shooting this scene to be “very therapeutic” - and I must say, I think being on the receiving end of the caning she describes would be pretty damn therapeutic too...
I’m going to do something I try to never do when I write: I’m going to preface this article. I wouldn’t usually, but the material is personal and incomplete and may seem a bit rambling and disconnected. However, I suspect that I’m not alone in the questions and conclusions that I’m mulling over, so please bear with me and hopefully there’s a kernel or two that resonates or contributes to a bigger conversation.
When I set out to watch Fetish Fvckdolls 2 (which if you haven’t watched it, I’d encourage you to do so at your earliest convenience) I wasn't expecting it to be a big deal. I’ve blogged here before about how watching porn that’s “not your usual taste” or incongruent with your own desires is interesting and can be enlightening. I was pretty sure that a collaboration by queer and trans performers like Fetish Fvckdolls 2 would be just that: interesting, but not my cup of tea.
Why? Well, I’m a straight-identifying, dominant-leaning cisgender woman who almost exclusively watches gay male chastity porn. Specific? Yup. And really kind of a world away from transfemme submission, which is the overarching main theme running through the four vignettes in Fetish Fvckdolls 2. You can see then how I might have thought that my interest in the film would be purely academic. Interestingly, it was not.
Now, I’m not here to say that this film changed me, nor should the incomplete epiphanies on sexuality that I’m sharing here be mistaken for me jumping on a bandwagon. Neither of those are true. What does feel true, is that I’m feeling really aware of my straight privilege after watching this film.
If you’re a straight person and that term makes you uncomfortable … I feel you. But it should make you uncomfortable. Privilege is a pervasive and dangerous thing when not acknowledged. Honestly, how two-dimensional of me to discount a film like Fetish Fvckdolls 2 as something that couldn’t touch me, something that I wouldn’t be able to identify with! How ridiculous and heteronormative of me to presume that I wouldn’t relate to these scenes. If it was mainstream lesbian porn (you know, the kind performed by cis women for the straight male gaze) would I have been so dismissive? Probably not, because I’m a straight woman who has had sex with other straight women and I’m blisteringly aware of the weight of the male gaze. But I presumed that I wouldn’t relate, or be aroused, by this.
Confused and intrigued, I discussed my bias with my husband, who has recently (or in his words: finally) self-identified as asexual. He watched part of Fetish Fvckdolls 2 with me and commented immediately that he hadn’t even noticed that the performers were trans until the fourth vignette because he was witnessing them as human beings, rather than sexual fantasies. I was surprised by that, because for me transfemme visibility is the point of the project. He asked what would make a film like Fetish Fvckdolls 2 more “my kind of porno”. I didn’t have an answer because I was processing that actually, this is my kind of porn.
Confused? Me too.
How could I think that gay male chastity porn is more relatable to me than porn that has trans women at the heart of it? Am I secretly kind of a bigot? But I know and love so many queer and trans people! Am I not as straight as I thought? Maybe, but that’s not the primary concern for me. The concern is that even though I think I know so much about sexuality, it turns out I don't know as much as I thought.
Yes, yes, we like what we like. The heart/loins want what they want. But it’s becoming evident to me now that the shackles of straight privilege (ie: never having to consider your sexuality or have it challenged, because it’s the cultural default setting) are just that: shackles.
What Fetish Fvckdolls 2 taught me about myself is that heteronormative thinking is limiting because the definitions are so static. “Straight” doesn’t leave much room for variety. Any “exploration” within straight sexuality is expected to be episodic, or at the most, a phase. So when, as a “straight” person, I watched this film, it was a bit dizzying to not see the performers as fantasy objects, and to relate to them on a human level. It revealed to me things I hadn't known before about how objectifying my gaze tends to be.
Fetish Fvckdolls 2 is radical and fresh. It puts trans women at the center of each encounter. Not only are they the subjects of their own experience, they are shown in willing and delighted submission. Not here the degrading porn tropes that cast trans women as exotic freaks with hard cocks, or strip them of autonomy - no, the trans women in Fetish Fvckdolls 2 are very clearly represented as the people they are. Full stop.
I learned that my erotic appetite, regardless of whom I choose to get frisky with, is essentially about the treatment and experience of the people involved, not the combination of bodies I see on the screen. I began to reflect on what turns me on and what turns me off in adult entertainment: it’s not the bodies at all. It’s the dynamics. I haven’t ignored trans porn in the past because it was trans. I've ignored it because when it’s badly done, it’s so likely to be dehumanising.
Fetish Fvckdolls 2 has been made with such smart and mindful intentions by everyone involved that the sexiness absolutely transcends all notions of genre and the limitations of what I thought I could be into. I watched the film three times. It’s 90 minutes long. It took me almost 5 hours of watching this film and then more time processing the experience for me to begin to get my head around these personal biases and blindspots.
What I have learned from Fetish Fvckdolls 2, what I’m so glad to begin to understand about myself, is that I like porn because I watching people fuck. Not just men, not just straight people, not just cishet couples. What I don’t like in porn is mindless and narrowly conceived narratives, and hegemonic control of my gaze. I’m not comfortable knowing that I have been a contributor to that mindlessness, a cog in the wheel of a cultural and artistic system that holds people back, misrepresents them and strips them of humanity, no matter how subtle the effect seems to be.
Having realised that, I want to do better. I know that I won’t always get it right, but only good can come from growth and empathy. And besides, if nothing else, a whole new world of porn just opened up to me, so if you’ll forgive me, I have some catching up to do …
In the current circumstances, audio stories are a good way to get a fix of naughtiness discreetly. Just put in some headphones and enjoy an intimate spanking fantasy, direct to your eardrums.
Bare That Bottom, Boy is an immersive little tale of domestic discipline and bare bottom spanking. And this fantasy is dirty. Pandora Blake plays a young and wicked stepmother to you, dear listener, in the role of a young man badly in need of discipline. Pandora slides from stern disciplinarian to teasing sensualist. Her "it's-for-your-own-good" strictness is spiced up with hints of tantalising, forbidden pleasures to come.
This story plays on the theme of erotic humiliation. Any subs with a taste for taboo naughtiness will find themselves squirming with anticipation.
As someone with a fondness for consensually mistreating cute young men, I personally found myself identifying more with Pandora than with her victim, but that made me enjoy it all the more. I could envisage myself participating in the ritualistic removal of skin-tight denim jeans, baring a pert, vulnerable pair of buttocks, all ready to be reddened by a good, hard spanking.
Fun though it is to relish the subtle touches which let you know there are naughty undercurrents to spankings and punishments, there are times when it’s even more fun to be explicitly filthy. The delightfully spiteful refinements Pandora proposes to include in this punishment gave me a few ideas to put into practice the next time I get someone cute and willing over my knee...
There’s a lot to be said for switching: you get the best of both worlds and double the opportunities to play. In The Aroused Disciplinarian, we get to find out what happened after Pandora, as the strict mistress of a traditional (ish) upmarket household, took the nanny over her knee for a well-earned spanking.
In The Naughty Nanny, Pandora was all discipline and dignity, ticking Amelia Jane Rutherford off thoroughly while punishing her with a hand spanking, whacks with a wooden ruler and finally a leather belt. This time, she’s in a much more mischievous and sensual mood. She confides that dishing out discipline excites her - and, more to the point, makes her long to experience a good, hard whacking herself. Wriggling with a mix of frustration and anticipation, she plays with the ruler she so recently applied to the nanny’s bare bottom, explaining that it had been used on her in her younger days.
Before long she comes to the conclusion that, as no one’s going to spank her, she will simply have to spank herself. She starts over her knickers – a nice pair of sheer black classics - but pulls them down when she decides that the smacks aren’t hurting quite enough. But can she give herself the good thrashing on the bare she craves?
Luckily the wooden ruler is a good choice for self-publishment, and leaves some impressive and well-placed red marks. I was personally impressed with Pandora's ability to place the strokes accurately on her own bum.
Self-spanking can sometimes feel a bit silly, but this film shows how thoroughly effective it can be. Pandora is hungry for pain and horny with it, and she knows she can take care of her own needs while maintaining responsible social distancing!
This film will leave a lasting impression. Just like that ruler.