High dudgeon on the high seas this week as rival pirate queens Rosie the Brave and Banshee Blake have a run-in of truly epic proportions. There’s nothing meek or submissive about the Dread Captain Rosie, for all she’s found herself in a highly compromising position: one rather gets the impression that she’s often bested Banshee Blake, who is clearly half-mad with power at having her counterpart so thoroughly in her clutches.
Perhaps the Banshee really will be Admiral Blake someday, with Rosie’s ship forming part of her piratical fleet. Till then, she has her captive rival to occupy herself with - and plenty of ideas for how to break her.
Chief among them is to transform this former Captain into the Ship’s Wench, tied down and presented for the whole crew to use at their leisure. She’ll be bound there, helpless, as one by one Blake’s men come and pay her a visit. This parting promise particularly caught my attention; many of my own fantasies run along similar lines.
If that’s a predilection you share - or if you simply love seeing curvaceous piratical brats display their ample cleavage and get marked up beautifully by a leather tongue whip - this one’s for you.
Politics is awfully serious these days, isn’t it. Where once we had the camp, satirical Yes Prime Minister, now we have a neverending chain of Serious Dramas on Netflix filled with objectionably ambitious people who never laugh at themselves - and there’s little enough room for laughter in real life politics at present, either. If you’re mourning the days when there was space for brevity in our tumultuous political landscape, we’ve got the film for you; The Party Whip is a comedy piece in a hallowed British tradition. Nobody laughs at us as well as we laugh at ourselves - and if there’s a good solid flogging involved to boot, well then, more’s to the better!
Or so MP Lana Moon seems to think, anyway. Despite Pandora’s best efforts as Party Whip, the traditional heavy flogging with leather tails doesn’t quite seem to tame her; doubtless she’ll be stepping out of line again just as soon as she can.
And that’s the hottest thing about this scene too, actually - the barely-restrained glee of our Honourable Friends. There’s a lot of hot fantasy to be had in a reluctant spanking, of course, but I love the eagerness Lana has here. “I didn’t realise politics got to nudity quite so fast”, she says, slipping out of her red leather dress. Pandora raises a manicured eyebrow in response. “Well”, she replies, dripping with disapproval. “It wouldn’t if you behaved yourself.”
This wry, joyous approach to punishment is made even clearer in the behind the scenes special we’ve released alongside the main film. Lana and Pandora clearly had a great time shooting this, even when trying to navigate the complexities of shooting porn in a post-COVID landscape.
It would be easy to let the Januaryness of everything get you down at the moment, here in the midst of another national lockdown - so let The Party Whip cheer you up a little. It certainly did the job for me!
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 …
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...
God, I could do with a beating right now. A sensual spanking – the kind that Pandora Blake delivers to Talia Lane in this latest scene. It’s the ability to just lie face-down, relax all your muscles, forget your worries, and revel in the warming smacks as they rain down.
I suspect I’m not the only one who feels like this – watching Talia Lane receive an erotic massage is pretty sure to get most submissive types in the mood to relax into some spanking. Besides, the real world sucks at the moment, doesn’t it? Brexit woes, celebrities leaving us left right and centre, and seemingly bad news everywhere in the world… it’s no wonder I want to just lie face-down in a pillow and let someone go to work on me – beating away the stress.
I love the concept for this scene – it’s so deliciously simple, and it conjures such a brilliant atmosphere. Talia Lane is a Mistress, which naturally involves a fair amount of stressful work, so she is visiting Pandora Blake’s erotic massage parlour for a de-stressing erotic spanking session. In part I, Pandora rubs massage oil into Talia’s bottom then alternates squeezes, rubs and smacks on her oiled ass to warm her up for the main part of her treatment.
In part II, she uses the flogger to build up a deliciously satisfying rhythm of sharp smacks across Talia’s back and bum – gradually turning her pale skin a gorgeous red. Finally, she applies the leather strap – the spanking equivalent of a deep tissue massage. And as I’m watching Talia’s bottom wobble under the smacks of the strap, and her satisfied face as she sighs with relief, it’s almost like getting that massage myself.
Almost. I still need a volunteer to give me a good de-stress strapping though.
Honestly, they should offer this on the NHS.
Ron Beastly lives up to his name this week, because in our latest film he plays an actual wild beast – growling, furry, dangerous and almost impossible to tame.
This scene is a pretty rare thing – a kink that's almost totally new to me. But the more I think about it, and google around beast porn and beast sex play, the more of it I find.
Beast porn has a pretty long and colourful history, and when you start looking you'll find it in a fair few places. From Marian Engel's famous 1976 novel 'Bear' (in which a librarian falls in love with, and is ravished by, an actual bear) to tamer modern hints, like the sexy werewolves in the Twilight books. I know it's not really on to mention Twilight, but I'm throwing it in there because it's surprising just how often particular kinks bubble up in our popular culture.
In fact, when you start looking for it, there's plenty of beast porn on the internet, but most of the fantasies are either animated or slashfic (there's plenty of Beauty and the Beast porn written by eager online writers, for example) – it's rare to be able to watch a beast fantasy played out on screen by real people.
Ron makes a perfect beast – partly because, with his furry body draped in more furs, and chained up in a sleeping pose, he looks every inch the slumbering creature. But more so because beast play is one of Ron's own fantasies. He suggested the idea for this scene, and so it's his own desires that are played out – giving him the chance to be the beast that he fantasises about.
As Seani Love tries to tame him, he's whipped, collared, and led around the room on all fours. He's even fed strips of meat from a bowl, as his master alternates the food treats with whippings in an attempt to make the beast behave.
Ron's own take on the scene can be found on his blog here – and it's well worth a read, to get a glimpse inside his head as he's performing as 'the beast.'
Next we did a scene that was a suggestion from me, in which I was a beast that was captured by a magician who wanted to harness my power to use to his own ends. I really got into the performance, though it got pretty intense for me, partly because it was very physical and partly because there were a couple of moments where it felt very real. I realised that, while it was fun to let the beast out of me, I really don’t want to be doing scenes where they are punished and subdued. I would really like to do a scene that was a kind of sequel to this, where the magician’s wife/daughter/whatever finds me tied up, cowering and subdued, then unties me and encourages me to be wild and to ravage her in a rather exciting and filthy manner (if anyone wants to shoot this let me know!). I was a little bit shaken afterwards, but the after care was awesome, with Pandora giving me a marvelous happy spank then feeding me carrot sticks and hummus while I was curled up on her lap (do all directors provide this service?).
The happy aftercare spanking Ron mentions was also captured on film, and if you're interested you can watch it here.
Ron's proposed follow-up, in which the beast is released from submission, and encouraged to ravish the kindly person who's released him, brings the fantasy neatly back round to the focus of much of the slashfic and other beast porn that I found in my research. Beast fantasy seems, for the most part, to eroticise the wild, untameable nature of the beast. The darker things that can be done by creatures that have no moral agency, no code, and which are essentially untameable.
I like the fact that this scene is a bit ambiguous as to whether the magician succeeds in taming the beast. He can whip and punch the creature into submission, put on a collar and lead and to all intents and purposes look like he's subdued it, but ultimately we can tell from Ron's growls and snarls that he's still a wild animal. Perhaps a wild animal just looking for a chance to let his instincts take over again...
When the new UK porn legislation came in, criminalising films showing any spanking that leaves lasting marks, we were advised to edit some behind the scenes footage showing performer consent together in the same video as the main scene. While it's frustrating to have to jump through hoops like this, when the whole concept of Dreams of Spanking is to make performer consent explicit in the surrounding contextual materials, this mode of working does have one silver lining - it means I've had to edit the behind the scenes videos at the same time as the main film, rather than leaving it until later. As a result, I'm staying on top of the behind the scenes editing for the first time ever, and we've uploaded behind the scenes videos, performer interviews or both alongside the fantasy film for the last seven weeks running!
The Surprise Present: Behind the Scenes
Performers: Pandora Blake, Ten Amorette
Behind the scenes during the filming of The Surprise Present in Los Angeles with Paul Kennedy and Alex Reynolds, including lots of making-of detail showing you the work that goes in to shooting a spanking film. Favourite moments in this include Ten exclaiming over how many bows Alex owns, 'flogger fondling', and some hilarious reactions to Pandora's directons - Ten saying "oh no!" when Pandora suggests she flog her some more, Alex mishearing "I'll give you permission to touch" as something else entirely, and Ten completely cracking up at "maybe Paul could pull out..."!
This was a fun shoot, and there are some really amusing moments in this out-takes film. Ten and Alex are a hoot to work with!
As well as the behind the scenes video, I've also uploaded twelve hand-captured behind the scenes screengrabs, highlighting some of the best, funniest, sexiest moments. Enjoy!
Merry Christmas! OK, I'll admit it – I'm feeling a teeny bit festive. I hope you're all enjoying the holidays, and that everyone enjoyed the gifts you got them. When I was spending the last week trying to rustle up Christmas presents I was disappointed I couldn't just buy everyone a subscription to Dreams of Spanking. (Although if you've a kinky friend or two, and you're looking for an ultra-last-minute present...?)
So in my festive state of mind I naturally honed in on the 'gift' aspect of our latest film. The story goes like this: Pandora is on the way home from work when she gets a text from her lover – gorgeous, mischievous spanking star Ten Amorette. Ten tells her she's got a surprise present for her, and from the grin on Pandora's face you can tell the gift is going to be smoking hot.
It is, of course, and Ten's utterly beautiful body is the perfect surprise gift. Stripped naked on the bed, and on all fours ready for a spanking, she's even unwrapped already! Who wouldn't be tempted, as Pandora is, to settle in for a long session of teasing play – spanking Ten with her hand and using the flogger to whip her into a hot, writhing mess of arousal?
Thing is, some of the best presents you can give are gifts to both of you. Ones your partner loves, but you also get pleasure from. Well, that's my theory at least – gifts that delight both the giver and the receiver mean you get two times the joy for the price of one.
So when Pandora starts spanking Ten's bottom, and Ten wiggles and moans with lust, it's pretty clear that the gift is one for both of them.
As it's the festive season, I thought I'd end on something a bit different this week. So instead of just giving you a link to this video and saying 'enjoy' (which I'm sure you will, by the way – it's steamy and intimate and oh so hot, and if you love girl-on-girl erotic spanking then it's pretty much tailor-made for you) I thought I'd also open up a bit of a discussion about surprise presents.
Personally, if I got a text like Pandora receives in this film, I'd hope to arrive home to find my guy (perhaps accompanied by a friend or two) standing over the bed with floggers and straps, ready to turn me bright red from neck to ankle. Or possibly ready for some intimate tying and torture, like in this smoking-hot interrogation photoset.
I imagine that he, if he got a similar text from me, would be hoping for the kind of spontaneous, sexy surprise which Erica Scott gives to Paul Kennedy in The Workaholic - and I expect he'd be a bit more appreciative than Paul was! What can I say? He loves lingerie and heels.
So: naked on all fours, sexy lingerie and high heels, a belt ready to dish out a thrashing, or something I haven't mentioned yet? If you got a text that primed you to rush home for a surprise present, what would you hope to see when you open the door and step inside...?
One of the things I find hottest – whether it's during a kink scene or sex itself – is distraction. Having to perform one task while someone else tries to distract you, or being the one doing the distraction. This can be something really simple, from cleaning the oven (as in last week's playfully sexy Provocative Housework) to reading out loud.
This week, the amazing duo Molly Malone and John Beecroft are back. With their trademark flirtatious chemistry, they act out a spanking scene that's based on a true story. Molly rents the village hall to host kinky workshops, although she hasn't told John, the hall manager, exactly what she's using it for.
Unfortunately, she accidentally leaves a bag behind - and when John looks inside, he finds a book entitled "Curious Pleasures" alongside a selection of even more cuious implements. Molly squirms as he quizzes her about her erotic spanking hobby, deliciously embarrassed at having to explain that her corporal punishment workshops are ... umm... "relationship counselling".
Molly looks like she wants to sink into the floor as John demands to know if her parents know what she's doing - or what if someone took photos? He tells her it's disgraceful to treat it as all fun and games - in his day, punishment was a serious matter, used for discipline. John gives her a choice: accept a real punishment from him, or he'll tell everyone her secret.
It's clear that John is simply itching to have a go with Molly's kinky toys - and as she realises that his motivations aren't as strict as he claims, Molly quickly accepts, and willingly bends over the sofa for a beating.
And this is where the distraction bit comes in: in between lashing her bare bottom with the flogger, John asks Molly to read out passages from the book he found in her bag. An old-fashioned text explaining how some people corrupt corporal punishment to use it for 'carnal purposes', it's perfect to be read aloud by a giggling, teasing Molly.
When John steps things up a notch, and picks up the strap for phase two of Molly's punishment, he insists that she keeps reading it as he beats her. I'll be honest: as soon as the book came out at the start of the scene I'd been waiting for this moment.
I think it's mainly so arousing because the distraction of reading highlights just how hard the strokes are. As each whack lands, we hear a sharp intake of breath, and Molly jerks at the impact, pausing briefly in her recital as she takes a moment to absorb the pain.
Distraction doesn't make the spanking more painful, necessarily – it just makes the pain more apparent. The impact, the involuntary reactions all call delicious attention to that moment when the strap connects with her bare bottom.
With Molly's increasingly teasing comments, it soon becomes clear that John's as kinky as she is. For all his claims about "depravity" and "discipline", it's obvious to Molly, and to us, that John is loving every minute of the experience. And with the gorgeous juxtaposition of Molly's calm, measured reading voice and her gasps as each stroke of the strap leaves its mark, I can't say I'm surprised.
Alongside the element of distraction, I should also mention that I love the whole look of this scene. When Molly takes off her jacket to reveal a tight corset, tiny skirt and leather collar, the contrast between the two is perfect - John as the distinguished disciplinarian, and Molly as the coquettish, cheeky madam. She giggles and flirts, and is clearly delighted that rather than reporting her, John has decided to take an interest in her hobby.
I've said before how much I love the chemistry between Molly and John (and if you keep watching after the credits on this video you'll see more of it in the out-takes). I think one of the best things about spanking performers who are play partners in real life is that everything feels so natural - from the initial reprimands to the order to bend over, the playful flirting and the dialogue. Oh, especially the dialogue.
When he's finished with the strapping, John turns to Molly and declares:
“You may put what passes for your clothes back on.”
I'll be distracted by the thought of that line for a pretty long time to come.