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.
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.
Ah, I love a fun and subversive spanking scenario, and Dreams of Spanking never fails to deliver. This home-grown film was born from some spontaneous improv during what was meant to be a stills photo shoot. Amelia and Pandora have roleplayed together often enough that they can't resist the temptation to slip into character – and off we go.
You can tell how much fun they're having throughout as the storyline emerges organically from the banter. As the eponymous naughty nanny, Amelia Jane Rutherford lets slip that she neglected Pandora Blake’s precious children to flirt with the zookeeper. And Pandora Blake drops little details that suggest a snooty and selfish Mistress more interested in her own leisure than in caring for her little darlings.
Listening to the dialogue, we begin to build a picture of a kinky universe where the lady of the house has a fleet of servants, who all get their bottoms smacked if they are in trouble, and innocent young nannies can find themselves in disgrace for making eyes at men. And just wait till Daddy gets home, if you won’t submit to your punishment now…
Unlike some Dreams of Spanking films, this video is wall-to-wall spanking. We begin straight in on the action, and there's plenty to enjoy – especially if you like to see a spanked young lady squealing with outrage and distress. As Pandora Blake's nanny, Amelia Jane puts on a fabulous show of kicking, yelping, thrashing about and attempting to escape, all of which are dealt with firmly. I wasn’t surprised Ms Blake switched to using implements towards the end, as by that point her hand must have been nearly as sore as her victim’s glowing buttocks. (Yes, I am speaking from experience. I've had to go and run my hand under a cold tap for a few minutes after dishing out a particularly full-on hand-spanking!)
There’s some sharp slaps with a wooden ruler and, to finish up, several heavier strokes from a doubled-over leather belt. I have considerable admiration for the skilful way in which Pandora wields this. It does make such a lovely noise on impact.
This is a fun spanking film starring two consummate professionals indulging in roleplay for the joy of it. It's an appealing slice of bare-bottomed spanking fun, with plenty to enjoy - whether you imagine being the giver or the recipient.
Being pregnant was an extraordinary experience. It was always something I’d wanted. I’m interested in discovering the awesome things my body can do, and pushing myself to my physical limits. It was one of those life experiences which I knew I’d regret missing out on if I hadn’t done it. I didn’t think it would be easy - but I’ve always been up for a challenge.
Even so, I was astonished at how difficult the first trimester was. But once the sickness and fatigue faded I found a new vitality and energy. Yes, there was constant backache, pain in my ribs as they stretched apart to accommodate this new life being nurtured inside, and other limitations. But there was also a rising excitement. Feeling my baby moving inside me was awe-inspiring.
I found the latter part of pregnancy a very sexual experience. My curves and breasts swelled. I was filled with horny energy. I felt very close to my partner, and eager to fuck and play. And my mind danced with kinky submissive fantasies. As well as my usual favourite imaginings - being bound, spanked, fucked in the arse - I discovered a new fetish in the idea of lactation. I fantasised about having my swollen breasts bound tightly until the milk squirted out of them. My nipples became large and sensitive, and I begged my partner to tease them with fingers and nipple clamps.
I wanted to take some photos to celebrate this momentous period of my life. The end of something, and the beginning of something different and wonderful. This shoot took place at the start of my ninth month of pregnancy. Less than four weeks later, my child was born.
These photos are a celebration of my pregnant body. Wearing a skimpy little black dress, I flaunt my curves, showing off my long legs in high patent black heels. My favourite wine-red silk night-gown takes on a new beauty, as the long slit parts to reveal my bump. The shoulder straps just keep slipping off - oops! - giving you a view of my swollen nipples.
You get an even better look at my round pregnant belly in an elegant lingerie set that lifts my full breasts. When I turn around, you can glimpse the naked curve of rounded buttocks through a tantalising cut-out in the sheer knickers.
Finally, fully nude, I show off every curve and line of my heavily pregnant naked body. During this amazing journey I fell in love with my body all over again - and I hope you do too.
Pandora / Blake xx
Watching Tight Trouser Tease got me thinking about bodies; my body, others’ bodies and just how much we are up against in terms of understanding and accepting our bodies. In this film, Pandora talks about the changes to their body during pregnancy and how delightful it has been. It led me to a few questions, the most challenging of which was: If loving our bodies is good for us, as we can hopefully all agree it is, why then do we appear to be in an almost global crisis when it comes to physical self esteem?
There is a lot of talk about bodies in media and culture right now, from censorship to sex work, to reproductive rights, gender autonomy, body image, and let’s not forget the age old debate of Fit v. Fat. Our bodies are constantly under scrutiny. One would think that with the world at large so up in arms about who can do what with their body, and the unreasonable “norms” we are expected to conform to, that we’d be kinder to ourselves in light of all that negativity. Sadly, these wounds run deep for so many, and getting out from under that systemic microscope can be a significant challenge.
Like many, I have personally been on a crusade to heal and improve my self-image of my body. I certainly don’t have all the answers, but I have definitely picked up some jewels of wisdom along the way. Everyone’s path is different in this regard, but here are some reminders and strategies that I have found useful in navigating “body positivity”:
Habits are hard to change, but not impossible
Our words and actions are more powerful than we sometimes realize. One way in which this seems almost universally true is self-talk. If every morning while you brush your teeth you stare into the mirror and tell yourself how good, miraculous and worthy your body is, and how proud you are of all it accomplishes, you will inevitably be able to better embrace and accept your body than if you scowl and criticize and bully yourself.
But here’s the rub: that’s so much easier to say than do. It takes awareness, commitment and dedication to change those inner monologues. Be gentle with yourself. If you catch yourself being harsh, ask yourself if you’d say those same things to a friend or family member? You deserve the same respect you give others.
My body does an awful lot for me, and I bet yours does too. Sure, mine doesn’t rock climb or run very fast, it’s soft where it’s told it should be firm, but it’s mine, and I’m grateful for it. Health, disability, past trauma and how you were raised to feel about your body can all contribute to not feeling very grateful for the body you have.
An interesting and eye opening exercise is to literally take stock of your body and find all the reasons that it’s so great. Start at your feet and work your way up, finding positive things to say about as many parts of yourself as you can without solely acknowledging how things look. I don’t love the aesthetics of my legs, for example, but telling myself that they are too short and thick to be sexy won’t help me feel good about myself. Noting that they are strong and they take me places and allow me to do the things I love to do, makes me an ally of my legs. Suddenly we are on the same team - and I have bestowed value on them that is not just about how they look.
Bodies are ever-changing … and that’s a good thing!
If you stopped reading this article and looked at your body right now, you would find that much like all other bodies, regardless of size, fitness, wellness, etc, your body is constantly in flux. Our bodies are not static. They are ever changing, and forever giving us new and important information. It is easy to slip into thinking that the iteration of our body that we used to have when we were younger, or the body we could have if only we stopped eating dessert, are superior to the bodies we have right now. But if you wish that you could love your body more, you have to start loving it now. That sounds reductive and oversimplified, but it’s true.
How? Meet yourself, and your body, where you are.
If you want to make changes, do. Or not! But I can tell you this: it’s easier to change your body if you already love it before you ask it to change.
Take your body where it is appreciated
Working on your own body acceptance and celebration is a worthy effort, and something that can be very inspiring to those around you. But if you are met with hostility or resistance from others, or you’re simply tired of being caught up in someone else’s thoughts and feelings and projections about their own body, you owe it to yourself to manage your exposure to those sources of negativity. In short, don’t let anyone derail your efforts or convince you that you are any less worthy than you believe you are. If someone in your life is unable to be respectful and keep their negative comments to themselves, take your body where it is appreciated.
Being able-bodied, fit, thin, beautiful, etc. is not your cost of admission to a fulfilling life. You don’t owe anyone anything in terms of how your body looks or works. The more you believe that the less they can impact you with their own miserable agenda.
For most of us, it is a long and circuitous road to body acceptance and body love - but every journey begins with a single step, and only you can know what it is that you need to navigate in a world gone mad with impossible beauty standards and endless sources of shame. I’ll leave you with a quote from the groundbreaking 90’s African American girl group Salt-N-Pepa’s hit, I Am the Body Beautiful, that I have always found inspiring:
“There ain't enough words to express how I feel
I'm body beautiful, true, that's for real
Am who I am and that's all I can be
Open up your mind so your eyes can see”
Everyone varies as to how much plot they want with their porn. Some people like an elaborate, detailed storyline with properly-researched props and costumes; others want to go straight to the action. For the more mainstream stuff, ‘the action’ is usually pretty genital-oriented, but when you get into the more diverse, niche stuff, it might be something completely different. (There is, for example, an apparently- thriving sub-genre of porn which focuses entirely on close ups of women’s feet as they struggle to retain control of cars or trucks while driving in unsuitable shoes.)
After School Tease features Pandora Blake in her school uniform, bending over to show off her gorgeous rear in a nice tight burgundy ‘school’ skirt, and striking a succession of poses. That’s it, but it’s fascinating. Pandora’s performance somehow opens up a whole world of imaginative possibilities: what’s she doing? Is she waiting for someone? Is she going to get a whacking? The section of the film where she handles a succession of spanking implements suggests that a spanking of some description might be on the cards, and that it might well be a hard, punitive one. However, the clip’s one line of dialogue is her complaint that her bottom is sore, so perhaps she’s waiting for some aftercare, or maybe something else?
It’s worth noting that there is absolutely nothing explicit on show: the first couple of minutes involve Pandora putting on her tight skirt: we see her in her knickers, school shirt and tie, and there’s something appealingly ritualistic in the way she steps into the skirt, fastens it and smooths it lovingly over her bum. For the rest of the time, she remains fully dressed, but manages to convey all sorts of enticing, kinky possibilities to come. The whole thing has a powerful vibe of anticipation: it's a very good case of ‘less is more.’
So much of the delight of porn is the fantasy, isn’t it? We seek storylines and situations that turn us on and tickle our imaginations, allowing us to transport ourselves into the scene and vicariously experience the unknown. As someone who has had a long-standing interest in spanking and being spanked, I realized while watching Pandora’s Birthday Caning, featuring Pandora Blake and Sarah Gregory, that of course spankings can be lighthearted and loosely structured, all while remaining intense and enthusiastically consensual. It’s sometimes easy to forget that spanking, both giving and receiving, can absolutely be a joyful, exuberant act - it needn’t be limited to discipline, humiliation, punishment, or the other more traditional tropes of the genre.
This spanking film shows how fun and friendship can be excellent catalysts to very exciting spanking and caning porn. If you want to watch quality porn films (and clearly you do if you’re here), palpable chemistry between porn performers should be a basic requirement, in my opinion. Even if the scene is less sexually charged, chemistry doesn’t fall to the wayside.
Pandora’s Birthday Caning is a refreshing film in that sense. There is no obvious seduction, no pantomime of desire. The genuine comfort and authenticity between Pandora and Sarah proves that two people having a warm and sincere conversation alongside OTK spanking can be immensely gratifying to watch. Pandora and Sarah are clearly very comfortable with one another, and that comfort provides a soft and stable grounding to this unscripted, behind the scenes porn film. In lieu of theatrical roles, we get to see sparkling smiles, shy eye contact, sincere compliments and genuine excitement about the thrills of discovering, honing and thoroughly enjoying spanking both professionally and privately.
I absolutely appreciate how genuine this lesbian spanking film is. It’s a conversation between friends and colleagues that creates space for casual erotic experiences to unfold. For me, being able to be a “fly on that wall” is not only intimate and fascinating, it removes the ‘fourth wall’ and makes the whole scene more approachable and accessible than more scripted and dramatic productions. While ‘amateur porn’ has a similar authenticity, a grittiness and realness, and also often lowers that fourth wall, there’s something lovely about watching a personal, candid scene unfolding between two consummate professionals like Pandora and Sarah, shot and edited to professional quality.
I love and appreciate when films can help give you a new perspective on things. In this case, Pandora’s Birthday Caning has given me a new way of looking at spanking that I can now take away with me, continue to mull, and incorporate into my own experiences and fantasies - which makes this film the gift that keeps on giving.
After a quiet year, I have some big news.
I’m stretching my creative wings again with some new queer porn collaborations. Last weekend I filmed a scene with Courtney Trouble and Chelsea Poe with me and Chelsea performing together, which was a dream come true. I have a massive porn crush on Chelsea and we had so much fun. Our scene was (of course!) very kinky and involved butch/femme dynamics, spanking, flogging, makeouts, Chelsea making me squirt everywhere with her fingers and tongue (she kept asking me to cum on her tits, which I’ve never done before - it was very horny) and me sitting on and fucking her face with my cock until we were both drenched in jizz. Chelsea had to hop in the shower afterwards to rinse my cum out of her hair. It was so great to connect with her and I hope we get to work together again.
Courtney, who was our videographer, was so great to work with and made everything super easy. They were warm, sweet and welcoming, delightfully enthusiastic about my gender expression, and helped me get over my nerves. I stopped getting regular pre-shoot anxiety ages ago, but it was a bit scary shooting with two porn icons whom I’ve admired from afar for years. I’m so so glad to have worked with them both and can’t wait to release the finished scene, which is a collaboration and will be distributed through QueerPorn.tv, Dreams of Spanking and other channels.
It's coming. And so are we...
Audio porn is such a wonderful invention. You can curl up (with your hands free!) close your eyes and enjoy listening to Pandora Blake’s lovely voice narrating a naughty story just for you - like this one by Spanking Theatre.
Image from Instructed, another sexy spanking scene centred around a letter.
Message in a Bottle is an alluring story that pulls you in and stimulates your imagination. It’s a sexy little mystery with a wonderfully devious twist. We hear a tale of punishment for the previous night’s misdemeanours. It's hot, and oh so carefully delivered (the story, I mean - although the punishment is that too). This spanking audio story teases with a delightful mix of sensory deprivation, touch, anticipation, pain, taste and the pleasure of wanting.
We begin with a mystery letter. The recipient has been ordered not to open it until she is told to do so; hoping to be able to sneak a peek, she turns the envelope to find the same warning on the reverse. She has to sit through boring work meetings wondering what the letter contains; what promises or torments does the letter hold? When she is finally given permission to open it, the anticipation of the unknown shifts to the eagerness of arousal, and she spends the rest of her work day distracted by the instructions she has been given.
The description of her naked wait with senses deprived, perfectly builds the same expectation in the listener as in her. I love the way the writer has managed to convey the build-up of emotions, the careful detailing of the indiscretion she is now being punished for, and the lesson that is being delivered in the punishment.
A game is played. The picture that is painted in words of the rich scent of wine is heady and almost intoxicating. You are on tenterhooks waiting for her guess of the age of the wine, you can almost taste the mouth-watering aroma - and that’s when it happens…
I won't spoil the twist for you, but this erotic audio story tantalises in more ways than one. Give it a listen - it's a sensory delight on so many levels, and if you're anything like me it will arouse your imagination as well as other things.
Back to School is a super sexy two-part scene starring Molly Malone and Nimue Allen. Nimue is a young teacher who has started working at her girlfriend Molly’s old school, and when Molly comes to pick her up one day they decide to have a little after hours fun.
I love everything about this scene, and I am not alone in that love. It's received more than one fan post; such as this one by Onanist-online, who described it as "one of the sexiest, and beautiful spanking films I have seen in a good while."
What makes this film, I think, is the sexy and intimate relationship between Molly and Nimue's characters. Although they aren't a couple in real life, the chemistry sizzles between them. They are so completely and comfortably at ease with each other, and that familiarity makes this a real treat to watch. Alex Reynolds, writing in her blog Spanking Wishes, commented that "because of the obviously strong chemistry between Molly and Nimue, and the romantic elements in the scene, it feels legitimately intimate.” From lingering kisses to sensual caresses, the pair obviously enjoy the opportunity to play together on camera, and seem completely uninhibited.
I particularly thrilled to hear Molly reminiscing about her school days, explaining how she didn’t necessarily enjoy the spankings she received but would still be thinking about them later in the day. This film is a thoughtful exploration of the difference between the fantasy of a non-consensual childhood school punishment, and the sexy reality of an adult couple enjoying consensual spanking roleplay.
Combining these two sides to spanking gives this scene a taboo element. Spanking Wishes picked up on this; "They’re actually *at* the school, snuck away to have this spanking adventure in a common room. Which is an incredibly hot idea.” I have to say I totally agree. The very appealing way Nimue persuades Molly to put on an old school gym kit (complete with white cotton knickers and knee high socks), adds to the taboo feeling of this scene. While the teasing little conversation about the kit adds to the naughty sexiness, it also reminds us that these are two consenting adults - even if they are playing in a real school, with real school uniform. There is something beautiful and very hot about the smile on Nimue’s face when Molly reappears, blushing, in the gym kit.
I adore the way they connect with each other throughout the spanking, switching roles and positions. Taking time to kiss, stroke, and whisper to each other. They look like they are really enjoying themselves. This connection and consideration of each other just makes the whole scene that much hotter.
I love the moment when Nimue is strapping Molly to the spanking bench, and Molly quips “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere”. The bench is a gorgeous antique that evokes so many suggestions of old school halls, Headmaster's offices, and school students tightly strapped in place for punishment. Molly surrenders to the experience beautifully, from the first moment she goes over Nimue's knee, to the point where even the stingy wooden ruler melts her into a puddle of submissive bliss. By the time Nimue picks up the cane, Molly is in a state of total submission. There is something about the way she has completely gives herself over that is very sexy.
I can’t talk about this scene without mentioning the really delicious noises that Molly makes when being spanked, the way they grow in tempo and pitch as the session continues is so hot, it goes right through you. Truly sexy noises.
I'm quite into symbolism and for me, there's a lot of it in this scene that reminds me of being at school myself. The white cotton knickers and knee high socks are the white of a virginal veil, and contrast so well with the bright red of both Molly’s bottom after the spanking, and of her painted nails. I love the symmetry of those things, and for me nothing says sexy like bright red nails scraping over a freshly spanked bottom.
I adore this scene; it brings so many different elements together but still manages to fill simple and coherent, and the combined effect of school uniform, a wood and leather spanking bench, sensual kisses, switch roleplay and hard spanking is very hot.