Length 01:52:56 Date: October 28, 2017

by Dr. Susan Block

Kink Month climaxes with a Happy Halloween 2017 in BOOnoBOOville bubbling up from a Witch’s Brew of FemDoms, kinksters, a domesticated alligator and a giant Trumpkin Pumpkin under gag order with a gourd.

Kink Month 4: Halloween in BOOnoBOOville. Photo: Plaztikzoul

I open the show with my personal Samhain standard: Scary Sex: A Halloween Poem, while “riding” around the Womb Room on my Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom: a dildo, vibrator, spanking paddle, sweeper and costume prop all in one.

A Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom Ride. Photo: Jux Lii

I designed this very special adult toy, inspired by Mattel’s “Nimbus 2000” Harry Potter Vibrating Broom scandal that had parents throughout the Western world freaking out when they realized that the cute battery-operated “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” spin-off toy their kids loved “riding” right between their legs for hours on end was actually a self-stimulating device.

Perhaps if Bill Clinton hadn’t fired U.S. Attorney General Jocelyn Elders in the 90s, some of those American parents of the new millennium would have been prepared for a discussion about adolescent sexuality.

Of course, Mattel immediately discontinued the kiddy vibrators. But I felt that this was no reason that consenting adults shouldn’t enjoy flying around on our own vibrating brooms.

Gypsy & I fly on our Magic Dildonic Vibrating Brooms as Madame Margherite brandishes a dildonic sword. Photo: Franz Salvatierra

Therefore, I witchcrafted the first prototypes for myself and a few friends. Rather than the nerdy-looking kid in the Mattel ads, I imagined myself more along the lines of the flame-haired Elizabeth Montgomery cartoon in Bewitched… though Samantha does ride discreetly side-saddle, which is just not as stimulating as a broom between the thighs.

Not only does my Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom pulsate sensuously right on your pleasure center– so that you feel like you are flying (at least in the sexual sense), thanks to a small but powerful vibrator secured to the middle of the broomstick; it is also outfitted with a large dildo on the front end of the broomstick. Moreover, the sweeper end has the perfect bristles for a good spanking, or sweeping, depending on your needs and desires. 

Right now all Magic Dildonic Vibrating Brooms are hand-crafted, so this item is a little on the high-end side.

However, once we find a Chinese factory to mass-produce these things, there will be millions of happy sexy witches, bitches, vamps and tramps giving and receiving dildonic, vibrating orgasms, flying around the world without ever leaving the ground.

You can also use the bristle end of your Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom as a spanking paddle. Photo: Cluedini

That’s my Halloween fantasy, anyway, and we sort of fulfill it, with beautiful bewitching enchantress Gypsy Bonobo flying around on one Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom, as I ride the airwaves on another, reciting my Halloween Ode to the Witches, stirring up the bubbling Womb Room cauldron for BOOnoBOOville’s Kink Month Climax.

BOOnoBOOville Witches’ Coven. Photo: Jux Lii

With all of our guests garbed in peaked witch’s caps, it feels kind of like a coven, a gathering of sister-sorceresses… and one alligator. It’s like a children’s Halloween play—for adults!

A Madame & Her Alligator

Then we welcome back our favorite “animal play” specialist Madame Margherite, bedecked in turquoise, orange and gold like an Mesopotamian goddess with shimmering gauntlets, the orange scarf I gave her on her birthday and a peaked witch’s hat for the holiday.

Madame Margherite has BiG News… Photo: Plaztikzoul

Always exhibiting different animals from here magnificent femdom menagerie, this evening Madame Margherite is accompanied by her pet alligator, Andres, who wears a silver witch’s hat to match his shimmering alligator scales, giving him an aura of the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz. Later in the show, they demonstrate the Art of Alligator Taming. We’re talking human alligators, of course; you can’t negotiate consent with a real alligator.

PHOTOS: JUX LII

Madame Margherite’s big news is that after her smashing debut as DomCon New Orleans Mistress of Ceremonies, including co-hosting the Pet Show with Mistress Ellen, she has been appointed to Mistress Cyan’s DomCon Board of Directors. Big Congrats to our favorite Animal Play Specialist!

Penis Fencing Among  the Witches

Madame Margherite joins Gypsy and me in a very bonoboësque and bewitching penis-fencing threesome.

3 Witches of BOOnoBOOville penis-fence for pleasure. Photo: Jux Lii

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and caldron bubble. 
From William Shakespeare’s “Song of the Witches”
Macbeth: IV.i 10-19; 35-38

Gypsy and I ride our dildonic brooms like stallions into battle while Madame Margherite brandishes one of our silver sword dildos as if it’s part of her anatomy.

Pegging anyone?

Like Sperm Wars, it’s the Dong Show!

Halloween Sperm Wars. Photo: Plaztikzoul

We also do some penis-fencing with gourds. It’s that kind of Dong Show.

Gourd Wars. Photo: Jux Lii

Former Trump Voter Sees the Light!

Our next guest is Mistress Ravensong, FemDom, founder and director of WICK (Women in Charge of Kink), also attired in a witch’s hat for Halloween.

We even share the Halloween love with Trump voters (as long as they repent!). Photo: Plaztikzoul

Upon seeing our Trumpkin (carved by Clemmy), Ms. Ravensong confesses that she voted for Trump! The Womb Room gasps with shock and awe, and Capt’n Max begins to rage and thunder against Nazi Nationalists. However, Ms Ravensong insists that she has seen the light, and now, feeling betrayed by His Agent Orangeness, she is raring to punish our Trump surrogates with relish… and maybe a little eye-of-Newt Gingrich mustard.

She may have voted for Bread and Circuses, but all she got was a very scary Circus, not a sexy one like our Anti-Inaugural Circus.

Trumpkin “under gag order: with my hand. Photo: Jux Lii

As Trumpocalypse atonement, she gives our devil-horned Trump doll a little punishment bondage by means of CBT (cock and ball torture) —not to be confused with cognitive behavioral therapy—some with dental floss. Then she spanks him with The Bonobo Way.

PHOTOS: JUX LII

As for the big Trumpkin, we gag his YUGE fiery mouth with two penis-shaped gourds, Gourdy and Gourdy, Jr.

Gourdy & Gourdy, Jr. double-face-bang Trumpkin.. Photo: Author

Trumpocalypse Therapy for the repentant Trump Voter.

How Could She Vote for Trump?

The big question, of course, is why did Mistress Ravensong vote for Trump in the first place? With great courage, she answers our questions. Daniella in the Liberal’s Den.

Numero Uno on Mistress Ravensong’s list of reasons for voting Trump seems to have been hatred for Hillary, followed by her desire for “big changes” in Washington, and a hope that a “businessman” could save our country’s financial problems.

Hadn’t she heard that Trump was a lousy businessman who got a big splashy start with his KKK-loving daddy’s millions, then only aggrandized himself and his family as he blithely bankrupted several companies, stiffing (and not in the good way) many contractors, and (interestingly) the government of Puerto Rico in the process? No, she hadn’t heard about that.

Hadn’t she heard Trump bragging about forcing himself on women on the infamous Access Hollywood “grab ‘em by the pussy” tape?

No, she hadn’t heard about that either. Now that she knows about it, she finds that behavior unacceptable in a president, or anybody. Didn’t she know that Trump was a racist as well as a rapist? No, she had no idea.

The Womb Room gasps with disbelief. How could she not know these things that were and are broadcast all over the news—fake and real? Talk about scary! Are all Trump voters this painstakingly unaware?

Obviously, some are. This is frustrating to us libtards, just like back in the days of the Iraq invasion; I couldn’t understand how anyone would think that Saddam was involved in 9/11.

However, these turncoat Trump voters give me hope! So many Trump supporters don’t seem to care when the big squalling Trumpkins does or tweets something awful. The worse the tweet, the more these Trumpanzees seem to support their beloved Orange Demon. In terms of swaying hearts and minds, these folks are unswayable. The more you apply logic and reason, the more they relish being illogical and unreasonable.

Trump voters like Mistress Ravensong who have turned against Trump during his first year in office show us that a portion of his supporters still have some belief in reality (that’s real reality as opposed to Reality TV which is kind of the opposite), and can be swayed to another side. Indeed, folks like Mistress Ravensong give me hope for humanity…and maybe even America.

Make-Up Communion

Besides, forgiveness is The Bonobo Way. Bonobos make peace through pleasure, but they’re not angels. They’re animal, like us. Sometimes they fight, but they always make up. They are the Masters and Mistresses of Make-Up Sex.

Opening a Round of BOOnoBOOville Communion with Divine Interventions’ Jesus Jackhammer and the Magic Broom. Photo: Jux Lii

This calls for a few lusty rounds of Bonoboville Communion; since it’s Samhain, we call it BOOnoBOOville Communion. Ms. Ravensong grew up “Christian,” and received a few traditional Communions as a young girl, though she wasn’t too impressed with the ritual as it was presented. She also found it odd that the minister said she was “eating” the body of Christ.

Wiccan Altar Girl Gypsy Bonobo. Photo jux Lii

Maybe it’s because I didn’t grow up Christian, but I’ve always found the idea of “eating” your favorite deity to be rather tasty—literally and figuratively. After all, when we practice cunnilingus, we sometimes say we are “eating pussy.” When we give full fellatio, we “eat cum.” Many people enjoy sucking, licking and nibbling. Maybe a little love-biting. Most of us don’t want to chew to the point of cannibalism or vampire stuff. Still, “eating” each other up with love, or even just lust, can be very sexy.

Here in BOOnoBOOville, we just emphasize the sexy side of Communion, as I demonstrate on the beautiful and very tasty tatas of my sweet Altar Girl, Gypsy Bonobo. She then waterboards me, bonobo-style, with Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur, and the second half of the show is off to a rather magical start.

Mistress Ravensong is Gypsy’s Altar Girl. Photo: Jux Lii

Mistress Ravensong proclaims her appreciation for our style of Communion and proceeds to provide herself and her lovely bounteous boobalishka for Gypsy’s Communion Altar.

Then Ms. R takes BOOnoBOOville Communion from My Altar. Ooh-la-la! I get to waterboard her too, of course.

Witchy Waterboarding of a Repentant Trump Voter. Photo: Cluedini

Thus, the cycle is complete. Amen. And AWOMEN. Please pass the salt…

Women in Charge of Kink

Ms. Ravensong’s group, WICK, holds “high protocol” evenings which begin with men in formal attire, waiting upon the “Women in Charge,” and then often wind up stark naked, still waiting, performing various tasks and accepting various punishments.

Mistress Ravensong spanks Jay with the Bonobo Way. Photo: Franz Salvatierra

Besides the CBT she demonstrated in her Trumpocalypse Therapy session, Ms. R is also caning specialist. Since she didn’t bring her accessories, we provide her with a cane. Now to provide her with a bottom!

PHOTOS; JUX LII

Capt’n Max issues the request, and Jay Red volunteers for the mission. With caveats. He won’t strip naked. He will bend over a chair, with Gypsy’s enchanting assistance, and accept a spanking as punishment for not stripping naked or even wearing a Halloween costume.

Mistress Ravensong’s specialty. Photo: Jux Lii

First, Ms. R uses The Bonobo Way as a spanking paddle, then a Jux Leather “belt” and finally the cane, all to the tune of Carmina Formosa’s “The Kinkster” inspired by The Bonobo Way.

We Are One

With a former Trumpeteer in our Womb Room, one who has repented and recanted her vote, it seems appropriate for our Rapper-in-Semi-Residence Ikkor the Wolf to remind us that “We Are One.”

We Are One with Ikkor the Wolf. Photo: Jux Lii

Amen and Awomen.

Visually echoing our oneness, we wear Agwa masks, reminiscent of this “great” land’s ancient Native American origins.  Very Aztec.

Masked BOOnoBOOville. Photo: Jux Lii

Then off we roll to our varied tricks and treats in our Halloween after-party where whom do we run into but Janelle Hopkins as a pussycat.

Selfie with Janelle

The Trumpkin may sit in the Oval Office, but the Pussy’s Revenge is underway. Indeed, shortly after I declared a Revenge of the Pussies, the famous Russian feminist punk rock group, Pussy Riot, stormed Trump Tower in New York with a message to free film director Oleg Sentov and other political prisoners in Russia. Why would Trump be able to help free Russian prisoners? Why indeed?

Behind the Bar with Gypsy & Derek. Selfie

It’s family night for Janelle as she is accompanied by her adorable son, Derek Wilder, whom I once held in my arms as a newborn baby. Now he’s just a babe, dressed up as a waiter in his real-life Bubba Gump costume. No, nothing weird between mother and son. Janelle even discreetly turns her head as Derek flirts with the ladies.

I keep looking around to see if anyone dares to dress up as Harvey Weinstein with a naked suit and a shower costume, complete with spraying nozzle and plastic shower curtain.

Not finding anything close to that, and still feeling the tingle of my Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom, my Capt’n and I fly up over the moon.

The Captain & the Witch. Selfie

Coming up: the 3rd anniversary of the Bonobo Way AND Max’s bday this Saturday, November 4th with Goddess Virgin, Goddess Soma, Onyx Muse, Ikkor and more. On Saturday, November 18th, the Bonobo Way plays Vegas—the only man-made thing besides Great Wall visible from outer space—at the Erotic Heritage Museum. Then, it’s Spanksgiving with Madame Raven Rae November 25th. It’s a Bonoboville tradition: Get stuffed on Thanksgiving, then get spanked on Spanksgiving.

Meanwhile…Happy Halloweeeeeeeeen and Many Happy Kinky Role-Playful Orgasms to You and Yours from BOOnoBOOville.

#FreetheNipple Halloween 2017. Photo: Jux Lii

Thanks to Our Volunteers: Videographers – Jamal Berry & Martin Morrow; Photographers – Cluedini, Franz Salvatierra, Jux Lii, Plaztikzoul; On-Campus Bonobos – Abe Perez, Camille Rosebud, Del Rey, Gypsy Bonobo, Harry Sapien, Jay Red, MarsFX, Clemmy Cockatoo, Ana & Miguel.

© Oct 28, 2017. Susan Block, Ph.D., a.k.a. “Dr. Suzy,” is a world renowned LA sex therapist, author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure and horny housewife, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels. For speaking engagements, call 310-568-0066.

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Dr. Suzy’s Birthday Orgy

Length: 91 minutes

Date: 06/12/2010

Move over May Day, Memorial Day, and even Eros Day, because this show celebrates the greatest Day of the year (and, according to Prince Max, “the luckiest day of my life”): Dr. Suzy’s Birthday! This special annual radioSUZY1 show is full of surprises, music, spankings and, of course, loads of sex   …along with torture, erotic clown art, nipple cake, money shots and a wild Birthday Orgy in the new Speakeasy Voyeur Room during the after-party. We don’t think our favorite Love Doctor deserves any less–and the pile of presents in front of her proves it. Ever the giver, Dr. Suzy also gives gifts to her guests, from Pocket Rockets to lingerie, high heels to nipple jewelry. Though radioSUZY1 usually explores sex as recreation, this show honors procreation in the literal sense, as birthdays remind us we are all Children of Sex.

 Seated at the radio console are a few old friends: pliable radioSUZY1 veteran RubberNecro, slinky porn couple Natasha Skinski and Tommy Lei, newlyweds Master D and wife Bunny (formerly known as slave bunny), and Barry Fisher, long-time friend, intrepid attorney and kinky accordion player. The honking of horns heralds a surprise visit from the Porn Klown Posse, led by freekBALL and Tootz, who, lovely breasts bared beneath her ruffled clown collar, presents Dr. Suzy with a piece of exquisite erotic clown art, a tiny red clown nose and a few birthday spanks for good luck. Then Barry whips out his instrument and plays a lively number he calls “Shtuppin’ in the Shtetl” as Master D wields his own instrument, a violet wand, on Rubber Necro’s bare breasts and tongue.

 Somehow, there’s time to take a few calls in between all this in-studio action. Most notably Block Institute phone sex therapist Tina spurs a discussion of Sperm Wars, the biological response of sperm to competition for a female, and cum shots in the face–which Tina adores and Dr. Suzy simulates by spraying wads of birthday Silly String in her unsuspecting guests’ faces. She then invites a few eye-catching audience members up to the microphones who turn out to be friends of ace photographer and Speakeasy resident Jux. They come bearing the birthday girl a bottle of mysterious Thai alcohol (that contains two real snakes!) and have just enough time on the air to introduce themselves before the show adjourns for cake and sex (consumed together as well as separately). Who knew that one of them would become the star of the ensuing Birthday Orgy, celebrating with a bang–a sweaty, moaning, orgiastic type of bang–with a hot factor equal only to the color of her hair.

• Caller 1: Tina, a recently initiated Block Institute sex therapist, discusses her experience so far and shares how her boyfriend’s version of the Sperm Wars effect caused him to become so aroused after one of he therapy sessions that as soon as she hung up the phone, he burst into he room and, to her professed delight, ejaculated in her face

• Caller 2: Cousins Imtiaz and Anna wish Dr. Suzy a happy birthday and discuss differences in how Christians and Muslims celebrate birthdays, as well as Dr. Suzy’s currently disabled Facebook page.

• Caller 3: Stevie Jay, a performance artist whom Dr. Suzy and Max met at Sex Week at Yale, calls to convey his birthday wishes and  discuss censorship on Dr. Suzy’s Facebook page.

• Caller 4 wants to know if it’s normal for his erect penis to touch his belly button, then celebrates Dr. Suzy’s birthday with an on-air orgasm.

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An Agwa-Lei’ed Winter Solstice in Bonoboville: Goddess Maya with The Bonobo Way, Chelsea Demoiselle, Dr. Susan Block, Haley Sweet & Smokey Binion. Photo: JuxLii

Length 1:34:50:00   Date: Dec. 20, 2014

By Dr. Susan Block

It’s Winter Solstice in Bonoboville, and the Womb Room is brimming with the spirit of Saturnalia, rock ‘n’ roll, inter-denominational festivity, fiery passion, music, dance, erotic play and The Bonobo Way. I open the show in my traditional Saturnalian alter ego of “Dr. Suzy Claus,” decked out in “naughty” cap, Santa-red leopard lingerie, a Star of David around my neck and my pagan heart on my sleeve. Intoning the ancient Hebrew blessings I learned in my childhood, I light the Hanukkah, Xmas and Kwanza candles, plus a special red vulva candle (this being the Womb Room) to light up the darkness and heat up the chill of the longest, darkest night of the year.

Haley Sweet, Snake Eve and Dr. Suzy celebrate Winter Solstice in Bonoboville. Photo: L’Erotique

My first guest up on the broadcast bed is Haley Sweet who really is sweet as a candy cane treat, but also rather spicy, with one of the hottest bodies in the universe, from her cute elfin face to her pretty French-pedicured toes to all the tight toned goodness in the middle, despite the fact that she’s a real-life MILF. Honestly, how a baby every emerged from Haley’s nymphette physique is as great a mystery as the Virgin Birth. Last seen on DrSuzy.Tv in “Succulent Sex Craft” having incredible, acrobatic sex with our own poly-crafty Dark Phoenix, Haley heats up the Womb Room when she shows off her leopard and black lace lingerie. Roar! She also chooses the winning candle in the Hanukkah candle races, receiving a Signed Copy of The Bonobo Way as a prize, perfect for such a fun-loving, bonoboësque gal.

Smokey Binion IS Elvis on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: JuxLii

Next up is my very special guest of honor, one of the world’s finest and most beloved Elvis Presley tribute artists (a.k.a., impersonators): the one and only Smokey Binion, Jr. joins us live in the Womb Room all the way from Amarillo, Texas. Also a devotee of Hank Williams and Jerry Lee Lewis, Smokey talks about the roots of his passion for good old fashioned rock ‘n’ roll. Then he channels the “Spirit of Elvis” right here on the Womb Room stage, singing “Blue Christmas” a cappella, and performing a crowd-pleasing medley of Elvis Presley hits from “Love Me Tender” to “Jailhouse Rock,” executing hip swivels and fancy footwork that would have the King himself shaking his hips in unison.

To facilitate us getting into the holiday spirit, Institute therapists, Goddess Maya and Chelsea Demoiselle, join me and my featured guests for a rollicking round of Bonoboville Communion with a true “spirit” of the holidaze, Agwa Coca Leaf Liqueur. Lot of licks of luscious salty nipples from an array of beautiful, all-natural boobies makes this celebration very merry indeed, though Smokey only takes Red Bull and a gentlemanly lick of sweet Haley’s salty wrist. By Smokey’s finale, we’re all up and dancing. Hallelujah, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners! The Spirit of Elvis is in the Womb Room.

Goddess Maya, Chelsea Demoiselle, Dr. Suzy & Haley Sweet do the Panty Boy Birthday Salute. Photo: L’Erotique

Jesus isn’t the only blessed baby whose birth we celebrate at this time of year. Xmas day is also the birthday of one of our favorite longtime Twitter followers, the one and only Panty Boy. So at the show’s tail end, all the ladies in the house show off our tail ends in our holiday panties for a Panty Boy Birthday Salute.

Speaking of tail ends, it’s almost that time of year when we wrap it all up with a sparkly bow in The DrSuzy.Tv Awards. Don’t miss it! In the meantime, whatever you celebrate, have a festive holiday, peace on earth, pleasure for all and a Happy Nude Rear!

Light Up the Darkness! Photo: L’Erotique

© December 21, 2014. Susan Block, Ph.D., a.k.a. “Dr. Suzy,” is an LA sex therapist, talk show host and author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels.

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DrSusanBlock.Tv Awards 2013 Judges Trixie, Dr. Suzy, Jade & Asher. Photo: Gonzo Bonobo

Length 1:32:25     Date: Dec. 28, 2013
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Happy Nude Rear! At the tail end of 2013, we reflect back upon our amazing journey down the path of peace-through-pleasure, and we honor our very special show guests who made it interesting, inspirational and orgasmic! This is the second annual DrSusanBlock.Tv Awards show (the first took place in 2012), honoring excellence in broadcast artistry and exhibitionism, recognizing erotic performance, sexual intelligence and Weapons of Mass Seduction. Our purpose in bestowing these awards upon our awesome guests is to encourage freedom of speech, better sex education, continuing sexuality research, more entertaining porn, more quality erotica, a more sex-positive approach to all the arts and sciences and a more bonobo ethos in our world. It’s also another great excuse to celebrate, something we cultivate here in  Bonoboville.

In order to win this year, each recipient was a guest on The Dr. Susan Block Show at some point in 2013 (if we played a clip of you live on the show, that also counts), and the winners are not on the show or institute staff. Speaking of staff, I’d like to thank my brave and opinionated fellow judges: Trixie Plenty, Jade Song, Capt’n Max, Jack Adams and the rest of the DrSusanBlock.Tv crew. And without further ado, I want to congratulate the winners, console the losers (there’s always 2014!), and present (drum roll please), in no particular order, The DrSusanBlock.Tv AWARD WINNERS for 2013…

Most Bonobo:  Sinn Sage    

Kinkiest Committed Couple: Eden Alexander & Sebastian Keys

Most Enlightening Sex Educator:  Jaiya    

Most Intelligent Sounding Porn Star: Odette Delacroix  

Most Bonobo Friendly Author: Deni Béchard 

Best Twerking:  Jayden Lee    

Sexiest Sex Research: Dr. Katherine Frank’s Plays Well in Groups 

Sexiest Sex Researcher:  Yasi Mandanikia

Hottest Post-Show Sex:  Lucky Starr & Kevin Wang   

Most Orgiastic Author: Dr. Shelley

Truest Libertine: Lotus Lain    

Sexiest Mainstream Female Performer: Asta Paredes 

Most Erotic Artist:  Amber Chase    

Sexiest Promoter (Female): Catherine Imperio of Electric Sex Entertainment (Repeat Winner!)      

Sexiest Promoter: (Male):  Isaiah King James  of Ideal Image Models

Most Orgasmic Sybian Ride: Penny Jean    

Most Intimate Interview:  Kay Parker  

Most Enduring Erotic Entertainer:  Tempest Storm   

Most Adorable:  Amor Hilton    

Best Female Ejaculator(s): Deauxma (Repeat Winner!) & Vicky Vixen in St. Patty’s Squirt Salon

Best Male Ejaculator(s): Moe the Monster  & Patrick J. Knight    

Most Fanatic Foot Fetishist:  Kayla Jane Danger (Repeat Winner!)

Most Fiery:  Dark Phoenix  

Hottest Hair: Samantha Fairley (Repeat Winner!)     

Best Lollipop Licker:  AV Flox    

Most Instructive Pole Dancer: J. Katface  

Most Mesmerizing Pole Dancer: Brianna Brooks  

Best Boob Job: Heidi Hollywood    

Shittiest Guest (aka Worst Guest): Renoni   

Most Gracious Guest (Under Shitty Circumstances): John Law   

Most Morbid: Robert “Corpsy” Rhine  

Best Pornographer/Musician: Max Hardcore

Biggest Entourage: Sienna Sinclaire

Best Cuckold: Steve the Cuckold

Best Bull:  Rome Major 

Most Blasphemous: Dr. Darrel Ray    

Most Blasphemous Sex Toy: Divine Interventions (Repeat Winner!)     

Most Impressive P-Spot Stimulator: Odile  

Best Peter Piper Holder:  Evilyn Fierce    

Most Dangerous Sex Act: Murrugan the Mystic & Cece Larue  (Repeat Winners!)     

Best Bonoboville Caricaturist:  Anthony Winn    

Best Sex Play: The Deep Throat Sex Scandal  (written & produced by Dave Bertolino)    

Most Royal Without Being Spoiled: “King” Tee Reel    

Best Porn Star Memoir:  Howie Gordon      

Best Erotic Political Satire: Miley Cyrus 

Best Sex Toy:  Sybian    

Best Condoms: Condomania    

Best Cock Candles:  Pipedream Products

Best Leather: Jux Leather

Best Edible Aphrodisiacs:  Jux Lii   

Best Bonoboville Communion:  Jello Shots LA    

Sharpest Whip:  Mistress C 

Best Pimp: Dennis Hof

Wildest Bartender: Mistress Eva 

Best Lingerie:  Coco Risqué   

Most GQ-ish:  Benjamin Godfre  

Sweetest Sinner: Selma Sins

Most Helpful to Other Guests: Kiki Daire   

Most Sex-Functional Fashion: Munkey Barz    

Best Elvis Impersonator: Smokey Binion Jr

Most Intoxicated (Male): Daryl Wright (Repeat Winner!)     

Most Intoxicated (Female): Fawnia the Naughty Realtor    

Most Miraculous Recovery: Ron Jeremy

Check out all the AWARDS HERE

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Length:  1:13:59        Date:   Jan 2, 2008

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Anti-War Operations Director Angela Keaton, Daryl Wright, Jake, Jade, Dr. Suzy, Aaliyah Corsets, Munkey-Barz, Charlie, Nick Hankoff, Amanda Blow, Brittany Blaze, Mo the Monster. Photo: L’Erotique

Length: 2:02:35 Date: May 25, 2013

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It’s funny how the last Saturday of Masturbation Month always falls in the middle of Memorial Day Weekend. How are we to conjoin such odd bedfellows?  Manhandle those hot dogs, boys!  Mash those potatoes, ladies!  Memorial Day signals the start of summer, heating up with sexy fun and the sizzling smell of fresh barbeque.  Of course, Memorial Day is also a requiem for the dead—the people who have been barbequed in America’s Perma-Wars.  The American dead, that is.  The other dead can get their own holiday, right?  Memorial Day is for America’s dead soldiers.  We are the Masturbation Nation serving the Multi-National Corporations of America (even if they’re based in Hong Kong).

And so, on this solemn sunny weekend, we salute the troops who have given the ultimate gift—their precious lives—for this community we call our nation.  We appreciate their service and the risk they take in the military jobs lottery (join up and spin the roulette wheel to see if you wind up with a subsidized education or your legs blown off!).  But we do not salute or support the Perma-War they fight against other nations, whose citizens also happen to masturbate, even if they have never heard of Masturbation Month. These other nations may have very different concepts of God, morality, honor, love and death.  But we all enjoy manhandling our horny hot dogs and/or mashing our pretty potatoes from time to time.  That’s part of what it means to be human, and to accept it in ourselves and others is part of what it means to be humane.  Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners of all Masturbation Nations around the world: Whether your particular nation condemns masturbation as the most evil sin you can commit or just considers anyone who jacks or jills off to be a pathetic “sex addict,” we all do it, at least sometimes (or even several times a day!).  We are one world in wanking. 

But back to Memorial Day and all those barbequed troops and civilians on both sides of the grill. At least Obama is not the rabid war-loving chickenhawk pussy that Bush was, and he did say Medea Benjamin was “worth listening to.” But he still keeps those BBQ embers burning—and Perma-War, Inc. going.  Every American president prefers some type of military violence over others.  Dubya loved his “preemptive strikes.”   Barack has a drone fetish.  He also has a hard-on for a true American hero imprisoned—maybe for life—for telling the truth about Perma-War.  I’m speaking of Bradley Manning, the brave ballsy Wikileaks whistleblower who deserves the Nobel Peace Prize but is now awaiting a secret court martial.  If convicted, he could receive a lifetime sentence to military prison where, according to the United Nations, he has already been subjected to “cruel, inhuman and degrading treatment.”  What does this say about our Masturbation Nation? In the apt words of blogger Susie Days, Bradley Manning “has betrayed our deep psychological need not to know anything about what our government does in our name.”  Basically, we’d rather just masturbate… which, by the way, Bradley Manning cannot do without being monitored.  Talk about inhumane.

Which brings us back to Masturbation Month in our Masturbation Nation.  Yes indeed, more Americans masturbate than BBQ, play baseball, watch TV, pay taxes or drop bombs from drones. Not everybody does any of those things, but everybody who can move masturbates.  Rarely do we admit to it.  But this is the month to celebrate it!  And so we come back to the physical…Though this show features some intense dialogue on America’s Perma-Wars, it climaxes with an intense, suspenseful, spectacular, masturbator squirting orgasmic grand finale, soaking our cameraman and cleansing our blood-stained souls like Holy Water.  Amen.  Awomen.  Enjoy your BBQ and chew on this succulent show!

FEATURED GUESTS

Angela Keaton: This sweet, sultry and ardently anti-war director of operations for AntiWar.com shares her passion for pacifism on the Memorial holiday.  AntiWar.com is working hard to stop the drones, sue the FBI for snooping, and get you anti-interventionist news, for instance by pushing for increased mainstream media coverage of the Bradley Manning trial.  They run on donations, so if you’re sick of the perma-wars too, donate today!

Nick Hankoff: This tenther libertarian and AntiWar.com development assistant is, of course, ardently anti-war (both the Perma-Wars and the also endless War on Drugs), and seems to feel right at home in peace-through-pleasure Bonoboville.  At least, he spends most of the show with a big smile on his face, especially when our next guest says he has “pussy-licking lips.”

Amanda Blow:  Looking almost like a Dr. Suzy clone with her big hat, Amanda is proud to be a legalized, licensed whore at The Bunny Ranch operated by our old friend Dennis Hof.  All that legal whoring doesn’t give her much time to watch the news, so she catches up on who Bradley Manning is in Bonoboville.  During Masturbation Education, Amanda tries every masturbatory gizmo we’ve got, but still can’t come.  She’s got a new video “Go Rape Yourself”, as in, “Take Care of Yourself.”  But if she equates self-pleasure with self-rape, well, that could be one reason she has trouble climaxing.  She has no trouble making fun of warmongers.  She says they all have little dicks.

Brittany Blaze:  We haven’t seen blazing Brittany since she drank Amanda’s pee on our Halloween 2011 Night of the Masturbating Dead.  She still loves golden showers, but tonight, she doesn’t pee.  She squirts!  Actually it’s quite a suspenseful but ultimately spectacular squirting performance, as befits the DrSuzy.tv climax to Masturbation Month.  It’s also dedicated to our troops, since Brittany isn’t exactly “anti-war.”  Eschewing all vibrators, Brittany grabs the biggest phallic object she can find: our gigantic black Flash Brown dong. Size queens and interracial sex lovers: Enjoy!  Thrashing among the pillows, she frantically teases clit while penetrating herself with Mr. Brown’s prodigious surrogate.  Mo the Monster ascends the stage to give the dong a push and a pull, and before we can say “Merry Masturbation Month!” Brittany is blazing a geyser of pure, crystal-clear female ejaculate.  Unlike America’s perma-wars, Brittany’s battle has an ending—a very happy, victorious one, baptizing me and my cameraman in her Holy Water.

Charlie: This 10-year US Navy veteran Coreman (medic) has never believed in violence.  So why join the military?  Lots of reasons: to see the world, get an education, learn a skill, be part of a community, get some benefits.  These are things that no other American business provides, at least not for the common folk.  Charlie’s simple revelation of “why I joined the military” sparks a deep discussion in which we consider how vast and powerful our military industrial complex has become, how many things it does, from building roads to providing education to saving lives.  And yet, its primary focus—its raison d’être—is killing people.  Later, Charlie shares that there is military code that actually forbids masturbation.  No wonder he’s now stroking it three times a day!

Jade: This shapely former Playboy bunny—1982–85 in the Phillippines International Playboy Club—and hot MiLF also happens to be the proud mother of our very own Madam V.

Jake: Aka “Jake the Snake,” this US Navy veteran of 21 years, married 27 years to Jade, papa of Madam V and happy to celebrate Masturbation Month in Bonoboville.

Daryl Wright:  Between comedy specials, playing Pimpin’ Cousin Mordecai for Purim and hosting NASCAR, Mr. Vodkatime cheers on the squirters, whores, bunnies, anti-warriors and veterans on DrSuzy.tv.

WEAPONS OF MASS DISCUSSION

The War Machine, War is now America’s Biggest Export, Barry Obama has a Drone Fetish, Secret Trial for Bradley Manning for Telling the Truth About the Perma-Wars, Dropping Bombs From A Control Panel is Like Masturbation (the Type we Don’t Like), “I am Bradley Manning” Campaign, Today’s American Army is a Mercenary Army Fighting for the Corporations, Golden Showers Are A Bonding Experience, Consensual Rape Fantasy, Fucking Yourself With A Pistol, Female Ejaculate is the True Holy Water, Going To Court Is Better Than Going To War, Masturbating On the Back of Captain Max’s Neck, The Bonobo Way

 PERFORMANCE EROTICA

Snake Play, Striptease, Topless Bonoboville Communion (Thank You Jello Shots LA), Getting Off With a Stuffed Bonobo, Fun with Munkey-Barz, Riding the Sybian While Sucking a Big Black Dildo, Riding the Same Baseball Bat Sized Dildo Without Lube, Riding It with Lube, Intense Clit-Rubbing,  Spitting On Pussy with Magic Saliva, Caressing With an Edgeplay Claw from Edgeplay Gear, Being on the Edge of Orgasm for What Seems Like a Long Time, Cumming For The Troops, Squirting

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Are you dreaming of a Wet Christmas? Wet dreams come true in DOMMES & HOLLIE, our Holiday Festival of Faith-Based Sex, The Natural Miracle of Squirting and Very Merry Golden Showers, clocking in at 90 minutes of Wet and Wetter pleasures, now available on DVD, and in Stream and Download, just in time to Squirt in the New Year!

Yes, indeed, Brothers & Sisters, Lovers & Sinners, the DOMMES & HOLLIE EXPERIENCE virtually baptizes you in two different kinds of sparkling feminine Holy Water: Female Ejaculation and Golden Urination. Praise Be to the Waters of Life. Ho, Ho, Ho’s…

But DOMMES & HOLLIE isn’t just wetter than a Mermaid Pajama Party without the PJs. It also features rollicking double-dong girl-girl action, blazing pyromaniacal fire-play (boobs on fire!), exquisite Japanese shibari red rope bondage, sissy maid boot-licking, sensuous high-heel sucking and slobbering foot worship, crossdresser dancing, a little light spanking, lots of hot wild wide-open “Pussy Talk,” and the seductive exposition of my erotic and ironic, spiritual and sensual, life-affirming philosophy of Faith-Based Sex, produced and edited with artistry and passion by Mar Sorell.

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Length 01:33:31 Date: March 13, 2021

by Dr. Susan Block. 

There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, Brothers and Sisters!

That doesn’t mean we’re at the end of the tunnel. Also, the light is not necessarily a shining star illuminating heaven on earth. That would be ideal. But, as Capt’n Max says: The Ideal is the Enemy of the Real.

This proverbial “light at the end of the tunnel” could reveal horrors we’ve been blissfully blind to while traveling through the strange and scary darkness of the Coronapocalypse.

Who knows? But on we go a’traveling through this tunnel which, on F.D.R. (F*ck Da Rich) The Bonobo Way, is always a Tunnel of Love.
 

 
Weapons of Masked Seduction

Like many—but unfortunately, not all—of our fellow humans, we’re getting vaccinated and getting psyched for a 2021 version of the 20th century’s Roaring Twenties when the flappers flapped their winged short skirts, jumped for joy, danced the Charleston, drank in the Speakeasies and made up for the “lost” fun they missed out on (we’re not the only ones) during the terrible Influenza of 1918.

But we haven’t roared out of this darkness yet, and there’s still plenty of little coronavirus particles out there jumping from person to person, mutating and moving through our vulnerable, life-sustaining respiratory systems, threatening every one of us and our grandmothers.

So… to help stop the spread of Covid-19, we’re spreading the word that MASKS are SEXY!

Obviously, saving lives (their own or their grandmothers’) isn’t enough to motivate the anti-maskers, but if they can see those little facemasks as Weapons of Masked Seduction, maybe they’ll actually wear them and, inadvertently, save lives.

Calling them Weapons of Masked Seduction might help, since a lot of these anti-maskers are ammosexuals.

Masking up when we’re physically close to others strikes me, Capt’n Max, Mariah, Unscene Abe, the rest of Bonoboville and most of our comrades around the world as an obviously good thing to do in an airborne pandemic. Listen above or below for why we’re calling everyone “comrades,” as opposed to the now politically incorrect “ladies and gentlemen” (though you’re still all my “Brothers and Sisters” and Amen and Awomen to that!). Of course, we could just call everyone “everyone,” but “comrades” sounds more romantic (a lot sexier than Max’s alternative of “colleagues”), with connotations of Che Guevara and Comrade Britney, and of course, it’s more socialist (f*ck da rich!).

Unfortunately, not all our comrades are keen on our efforts to eroticize masking up.

As soon as I tweeted a link to Masks Are Sexy, I received an impassioned reply from a porn star I don’t know declaring the mask-wearing to be “subordination,” and that she refused to “subordinate” herself to Mask-Enforcing Overlords, my little mask article, or whatever. When more replies effectively shattered her subordination “theory,” she came back with “Everyone is getting Mascne (acne from wearing non stop masks).” [sic]

Looks like somebody needs to wash her masks… or maybe her face.

Another porn star, Hamilton Steele, an old comrade and Dr. Susan Block Show guest (circa 2004, featured in such DrSuzy.Tv classics as “Diddlin’ & Fiddlin’”), calls in, happy to have arrived in the less Covid-restrictive U.S. (specifically the party-hardy-pandemic-be-damned Sunshine State), calling himself a Covid “refugee,” having felt unjustly persecuted by Covid restrictions throughout Canada and Europe where he was working at Le Cinema Beverly, “the last porn theater in all of France.”

Of course, we strongly disagree with Comrade Hamilton’s anti-mask views, and most of our answers are laid out nice-and-clearly for you in right here.

With Hamilton Steele holding his beer(s) in “Diddlin’ & Fiddlin'” (2004) on DrSuzy.Tv. Photo: Will Tauxe

However, I also sympathize with my beloved porn star friends in these tough and turbulent times. Many hail from Red States where all their friends and family are pro-Drumpf and anti-mask, so they are too. Others, like Hamilton, feel that the “Woke Left” has driven them rightward. Though the Religious Right has always attacked them as sinners, many on the Left have also been crusading against porn and other kinds of sex work, conflating consenting adult sex work with odious “trafficking” (more about this on my Media Roots interview). Moreover, many sex workers, porn stars and strippers who have been unable to work in the Coronapocalypse, have not been deemed worthy of pandemic relief. No wonder they don’t trust anyone official telling them to physically distance, get vaccinated or—at least until we have this thing under control—wear a damn mask.

Back in the early 2000s, Hamilton, aka “Meat Puppet,” bonded with Max and me over our mutual love for sexual freedom and hate for war, specifically chickenhawk George W. Bush’s horrible Rape of Iraq. Hamilton is still antiwar and, of course, so are we (it’s the Bonobo Way), but other issues now divide us, such as the recent, less murderous but ragingly destructive Rape of the Capitol, and then there’s the pesky matter of masking up. Fortunately, Hamilton was not among the Insurrectionists (that we know of), and yes, we still love him, in a Bonobo Way, and we let the conversation veer into more pleasant areas, such as the pre-pandemic greatness of swinging French libertine clubs and sex toy shops. Bottom line: Monsieur Meat Puppet can do what he wants in the Mar-A-Lago state, but if he wants to come back to Bonoboville, he has to mask up like the natives. We know he’s a nudist, so naked is okay.

Naked with a mask!

Listen above or below for a peek into the inner workings of a globe-trotting, “freedom”-loving, mask-despising, government-shunning pornstar… with a big shillelagh.

Leprechauns “Canceled” for Pinching?!

Why a shillelagh? It’s St. Patrick’s Season, when we celebrate Irish clubs, pubs and lucky charms. Supposedly, St. Patrick was another celibate, like Saint Valentine. I don’t know if anyone besides his mom ever saw his shillelagh (being Irish, if you go by stereotypes, it probably wasn’t huge), but it’s pretty certain he was a man. However, it’s Women’s History Month, so in this week’s post-show throwback, St. Paddy’s Day, the Bonobo Way with GasMaskGirl, we honor Emma Gonzales, eloquent gun control activist and survivor of the Marjorie Stoneman Douglas High School Valentine’s Day Massacre, as well as Stormy Daniels, eloquent porn star and survivor of a night with Donald J. Trumpenstein. It also happens to be the first show I uttered the word “ammosexual” to describe people who fetishize firearms. Unfortunately, I found many more occasions to use that term to describe people, some of whom are in Congress.

St. Paddy’s Day in Bonoboville on the Edge of the Trumpocalypse with GasMaskGirl & Phoenix Dawn. Photo: Jux Lii

St. Paddy’s Day, the Bonobo Way with GasMaskGirl also demonstrates, with joyous orgiastic abandon, that masks aren’t *just* responsible and protective, they can be fun, funny and SEXY. #GoBonobos for GasMaskGirl, recipient of the 2020 SUZY award, for being ahead of the times.

Is the “paddywagon” next on Irish Cancel Culture’s list? Listen above or below. And what about leprechauns? Those cute Lucky Charms sugar-pushing trolls would be considered sexual harassers in the #MeToo era. After all, Irish legend has it that leprechauns would sneak up and nonconsensually pinch—yes, pinch!—anyone not wearing green which camouflages the wearer among the verdant foliage of the Emerald Isle.

Yes, that’s why we wear green on St. Paddy’s Day—to prevent leprechaun sexual harassment.

This Blarney-esque revelation sets off a flutter of reactions on Reddit, IG, Facebook, Twitter and our other platforms, like “If leprechauns were super hung they’d be the tripods of the fairy kingdom” “Are leprechauns mini-Trump pussy-grabbers?” and “Don’t let cancel culture cancel leprechauns!” and “Is the Bible next?”

No worries, leprechaun stans; if “cancel culture” ever cancels leprechauns, that’ll just make your kitschy leprechaun memorabilia worth a lot more on Ebay. Same with the Bible, only more so.

Listen above or below as I explain how the Dr. Seuss estate turned a cancel culture lemon into pop-literary lemonade—and big profits on all their books, canceled and not canceled. Tip: if you want to read one Dr. Seuss book besides The Cat in the Hat, take this sexologist’s “Dr. Seuss-y” advice, skip the Green Eggs and Ham, and read the Sneetches, a cartoon masterpiece about the beauty of diversity.

This is why, even though it really scares me sometimes, I’m not opposed to bottoms-up cancel culture. Like boycotting, it’s one way for “Da People” to speak out against “Da Rich.” What I am against is punch-down censorship, which silences us little guys just to protect Big Tech’s bottom line. Cancel culture doesn’t actually silence anybody, unless they’re also censored.

Your Royal Hiney

For example, many of us commoners are trying to cancel the British “royals,” which probably annoys and even frightens them. But they are not being censored… yet.

I ask Prince Max, a senior member of two different royal families—the Filangieris and the Lobkowiczes—how he felt watching the very public British Royal Family quarrel. This latest episode of the ongoing soap opera was deftly produced by Queen Oprah, whom we met when she was just another Duchess of Daytime TV, and I was her guest in 1993 (no, I didn’t curtsy, but more about that on another show). Listen above or below for Prince Maximillian’s royal response.

Calling someone “Your Royal Highness” sounds to my ears like some kind of BDSM roleplay.

Of course, the British Royal Family is an institution (“The Firm”) of historic racism, colonialism, exploitation, environmental destruction and the most brutal slavery in world history. Since Medieval times, they’ve been a bunch of bloodline-fetishizing, over-privileged, racist scumbags. The fact that the current members of The Firm couldn’t bring themselves to be cordial to half-Black American celebrity Meghan Markle so her interracial star power could give their bloodline-fetishizing, over-privileged, racist scumbag brand a much-needed cosmetic upgrade just shows they are also very foolish.

Not that some of these individual members don’t have fine qualities too. I for one am a big fan of Queen Lizzy’s hats and Kate’s legs, and hey, don’t knock curtsying until you’ve tried it… then go ahead and knock it because, unless you’re a sissymaid, it’s pretty damn silly.

As for calling someone “Your Royal Highness,” it sounds to my ears like some kind of BDSM roleplay. At this point, “Your Royal Hiney” might be more fitting.  

Or how about Comrade?

My favorite meme to come out of the Royal Row is the photoshopped pic of Major the Dog, looking gravely aggrieved, having recently been *hounded* from the White House, sitting across from Queen Oprah, trying to tell his side of the story.

Major Biden sits down with Oprah.

Free Major Biden! Chico can relate.

On a more serious note, as we were broadcasting this show live, British police were brutalizing and arresting (mostly female) mourners at a vigil for Sarah Everard who was allegedly raped and murdered by a Metropolitan Police Officer. Shouting “Shame on you!” and “Arrest your own,” these British “subjects” are in the mood to “cancel” their overseers, and who can blame them?

It’s not just jolly old England, of course. Throughout history, royalty often gets away with murder. Everyone knows Saudi Prince MBS (Mohammed bin Salman), “Lord of the Flies,” had Jamal Khashoggi murdered; there’s even a new report on it. Biden sanctioned some of the murder conspirators, but not Murderer-in-Chief MBS.

Speaking of those slippery Saudis, remember Osama bin Laden? Well, the Bin Laden family is almost done building the world’s tallest building. It’s right there in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, rising up from the oily “Kingdom” in the desert, giving a giant middle finger to the world.

One of Max’s favorite royals in history was the rather bonoboësque Bavarian Mad King Ludwig, a great patron of the arts and foe of the military, whose amazing Disney-like castles, criticized for their expense (as well as the reason for calling him “Mad”), are now the most lucrative tourist attractions in Bavaria. Listen above or below for more.

We also discuss the latest Cuomosexual news, which is now looking worse than Al Franken. It’s not just fingers up the back at a wedding; it’s (allegedly) paws up the front in the Governor’s office. Will they recall him? It’s all politics. Here in California, they have almost enough signatures for a Gavin Newsom recall, and no one’s even accused him of groping, just having weird hair and asking Californians to stay home when he was hypocritically stuffing his unmasked face at French Laundry. Okay, Gavin’s no F.D.R. or even Jerry Brown (neither of whom were paragons), but last time we did a recall, we got the Governator…

Then we pivot to Milosexuality: Far Right provocateur Milo Yiannopoulos has suddenly declared himself to be ex-gay, demoting his husband to “housemate.” It’s all fine that Comrade Milo knows how to get himself in the news, and most of us are really pansexual anyway. The problem is that now he’s supporting “conversion therapy,” shown to be useless, harmful and one of Mike Pence’s favorite ways to torture LGBTQ youth.

Speaking of the former Veep, is that one of those “flies” that MBS is Lord of on Mike Pence’s head?

In Joe News: #GoBonobos for a pretty good Covid Relief Package—finally something for Da People and not just Da Rich—and we’re happy that Comrade Joe appears to have listened to last week’s F.D.R., as evidenced by him saying pretty much the same thing we said: These ignorant vicious attacks on Asians and Asian-Americans (mostly because the racist Former Guy called Covid the “Kung Flu”) need to stop.

Back to St. Paddy’s Day: I’ve always loved the “Kiss Me I’m Irish” rule, even if you’re not at all Irish. Though I can’t follow it with everyone nowadays; at least, I can kiss Comrade Max and—after I strip off my sexy mask—he gets extra Irish kisses because he just shaved.

Enjoy the sapiosexual stories and erotic insights of Track 12, My Darling Comrades.

And don’t miss the very special, eargasmic climax! Listen above or below for more! Take the Train through the Tunnel of Love..

March 13. 2021 Susan Block, Ph.D., a.k.a. “Dr. Suzy,” is a world renowned LA sex therapist, author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure and horny housewife, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels. For speaking engagements, call 213-291-9497.

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Length: 87:29 minutes

Date: 1/31/2009

Real Sex Talk Radio On the Dr Susan Block Show

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Squirting St. Patty’s Eve: Savannah Jane, Jessica, Deauxma, Dr. Suzy, Vicky Vixen, Lily, Nico Luxe. Photo: JuxLii

Length:  1:42:35  Date:   March 16, 2013

See the FREE PGish Pix. See the X Pix & Video on DrSuzy.tv!

Erin Go Bragh! It’s a glorious, gushing eve of the Feast of Saint Patrick on DrSuzy.tv as we take to heart the Irish love for drink (though the most requested libation of this show is plain water!), the holy sacrament of baptism and the sacred exhortation to “Kiss Me (I’m Irish)!” We kiss-kiss and kiss some more, as well as fondle, rub, lick, suck, buzz and arouse each other in any way we can in order to get what we came here for… a good, clean, refreshing squirt!  And I don’t mean drizzle.  I mean thundershowers, geysers, tsunamis… powerful, sensual, fountains of fragrant but essentially flavorless, feminine body fluids exploding all over my Womb Room, super-soaking my leprechaun lingerie and shamrock sheets as well as my guests, videographers, photographers and anyone else lucky or foolhardy enough to be within 12 feet of my broadcast bed.

Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Squirters, this is female ejaculation at its finest, an orgiastic, out-of-control, wild, wet waterworld, but it’s also our 36th sex-educational Squirt Salon.  We discuss and demonstrate several different types of squirting, including clitoral and G-Spot female ejaculation.  I believe every healthy woman is capable of squirting or at least flowing.  Most women don’t squirt for a variety of reasons ranging from religious repression to a lack of desire to do all that laundry.  Plus some guys don’t like it, and it’s not like female ejaculation is a requirement for a good sex life.  But it’s a hell of a lot of fun, and guys that really love women tend to love squirting.  If you want to learn to let go with the flow, I recommend that you read FE expert Deborah Sundahl’s book Female Ejaculation and the G-Spot (which taught me to squirt!), see my best-selling Squirt Salon with Deborah and the amazing ejaculatrix Annie Body, see the many dozens  of eye-opening squirting clips and shows on DrSuzy.tv and/or read my article Squirting World: Secrets, Stories & Techniques of Female Ejaculation.

Vicky Vixen squirts from the stripper pole. Photo: L’Erotique

But listening to this show is as good a place as any to get started in your female ejaculation education.  It features two world-class female ejaculatrixes, Deauxma and Vicky Vixen, pumping out more fluid than Hurricane Sandy.  Plus I squirt too!  My three or four little spurts and dribbles are a mere drop in the giant bucket of amrita that these goddesses spray out of their divine urethras.  But it feels good to release a bit of my own Holy Water while being drenched in that of my guests.  Speaking of whom…

FEATURED GUESTS

Deauxma (pronounced “Doo-May”):  Ah… Champagne Deauxma.  I just love her.  We have what the Tantrics might call a “heart connection.”  This is the ultimate über-MiLF squirting star’s sixth appearance on RadioSUZY1. On her first, we didn’t even know she squirted, but she charmed me when she related how reading The 10 Commandments of Pleasure liberated her and her hunky hubby Larry to explore their sexuality. Her second show was Squirt Salon 22:  The Squirt Instructor, with Marcus London, where she showed herself to be a gush above the average female ejaculatrix.  On her third show, Squirt Salon 27: Spring Showers, the ultimate Super Soaker of squirting shows, Deauxma broke all records by squirting 29 times in a row in a clip that went viral.  On her fourth show, she teamed up with another sexy squirting MiLF, Veronica Avluv, for Squirt Salon: 28: A Midsummer Night’s Wet Dream, and oh, was it wet.  In appearance #5, April Showers Bring Deauxma Flowers, Angie Noir joined Deauxma and me for Squirt Salon #32.  Now comes appearance #6, which she also missed when her plane broke down, and she and Larry had to wait all day in the San Antonio airport while they fixed the plane, so she could make it to DrSuzy.tv just in time.  Deauxma gives me a license plate/picture frame that says “We Love Bonobos,” her and Larry being  swinging bonobos, so we begin by talking about the “Lifestyle” and how to avoid that Irish green-eyed monster of jealousy.  “There’s a learning curve” says Deauxma. Dehydrated after her endless trip, she rehydrates by scarfing down H20 and kissing me, before squirting up a storm.  I never can keep lipstick on long around Deauxma. Some women ejaculate from G-Spot stimulation, others from vibrators, but what gets Deauxma squirting is kissing.  When asked if she’d like a vibrator, she points to me and says “You’re my vibrator!” and I accept my role as chief kisser to the goddess with a leprechaunish glee.   And what do you know, Germany-born army brat Deauxma with the big beautiful Texas size titties is 100% Irish!

Vicky Vixen: This dazzling “sex enthusiast” is 25% Irish and 100% all natural in every way except her St. Patty’s-green electronic cigarette.  On her first DrSuzy.tv appearance in Petraeus-Gate in Bonoboville: Centaur Sex, Military Fetishes & DNA Exploding Everywhere, Vicky roleplayed the part of sexy socialite Jill Kelly.  But we had no idea she could squirt.  And oh my goddess, can she squirt—like a firehose!  Vicky is actually the first to female ejaculate in this salon and, in between spins around the stripper pole, continues hosing us down with Holy Water for hours, even into the after-party when she treats some of the staff (dressed in a wetsuit) to a few splashes of her oceanic amrita.  Then into the wee hours of the after-party, the multi-talented Ms. Vixen reveals that she is also an excellent singer, accompanied on my great grandmother’s Steinway by that same wet-suited staff member (who changed out of the wetsuit) she’d baptized earllier.

Savannah Jane: This legendary deaf adult star, perhaps the only one in the industry, was last on DrSuzy.tv in  2008, when she stole the Purim show!  Busty Savannah left the adult industry in 2009, but just came back two months ago. Apparently some other deaf people tried to break in, but it didn’t work out, so she’s the only one. Often, guys tell her that they’ve always wanted to be with a deaf girl, but, as she says, “You don’t have to hear to fuck.” A-women to that! But you do have to feel. And this girl does, from the inside out… She doesn’t squirt this Salon, but she has a huge vibrating orgasm, screaming loud enough for the deaf to hear.

Deauxma squirts across me and Vicky Vixen. Photo: L’Erotique

Nico Luxe: Vicky’s assistant isn’t her lover, but they “should be,” says Vicky. Maybe down the road, along with a pot of gold. Picking up where the squirting leaves off, Nico gets the next phase of the action going, the stripping and pole dancing, once Pappy agrees to let her wear his cowboy hat. As if he could refuse. Suddenly, in the midst of all the squirting, Nico declares that this has been the best day of her life… then dials it back to the best St. Patty’s Day of her life. Even tho technically it’s St. Patty’s Eve. Well, I’m glad she likes it, even if we have to fight for the title of über–best.

Jessica: Vicky also brings along her “bottom bitch”. She doesn’t get on stage and at first, doesn’t want to drink Vicky’s fluids. When Vicky says she’ll be punished for that, she relents, saying it tastes like sugar water. And finally, that Vicky is “delicious”! We still can’t get her to taste it right out of the chute…yet.

Lily Baby Girl: This wide-eyed, cute and charming lass has been to Bonoboville before, but makes her first appearance on this show, taking up the slack when the rest of us are too busy kissing, sucking or licking to be able to say anything, by giving a blow-by-blow play of the action up on the Womb Room stage. She’s eager to get in on it, and very well may in an upcoming show.

Pappy: This world traveler and female ejaculation lover samples each of my guests’ amrita in a crystal green champagne flute, like a connoisseur of fine wine.

WEAPONS OF MASS DISCUSSION

Saint Patrick Chased the Snakes Out of Ireland But We Love Snake Eve, Another Dr. Susan Block is a Cancer MD Who Teaches At Harvard, Waiting in Airports, Swinging & The Lifestyle, The Art & Science of Female Ejaculation, Going to Sleep with a Dick Between Your Titties, H2O as one of the Great Aphrodisiacs, Squirt Is Mostly Water with Traces of Urine & Female Prostatic Fluid, Males Squirt Too & Also Sometimes Don’t Squirt When Climaxing, The Bonobo Way

PERFORMANCE EROTICA

Sexy Leprechaun Lingerie, Snake Play, Handing Out Green Shotglasses & Green Condomania Condoms, Mispronunciation of “Bonobo”, Peeing before Squirting, Kissing, Stripping, Nipple Kissing, Nipple Sucking, Hot Milf Action, Rubbing Titties Together, Happy Microphone Between the Boobs, Dueling Hitachis, Vibrating the Clit, Tapping The Clit, Cunnilingus, Fingering The Pussy, Buttplay, Sportscast-like Play By Play, Laughing Hysterically While Getting Off, Having a Four-way MiLF Orgy, Squirting Everywhere, Great Shooting Geysers of Squirt Soaking the Sheets & Pillows, Squirting into a Pitcher, Passing Around Squirt For A Communal Bonobo Tasting, Drinking Squirt (Which Tastes like Syrupy Water), Catching The Squirt With A Small St. Patty’s Day Shot Glass, Analyzing (not “Anal”yzing… that’s Another Show!), Dancing Topless on the Stripper Pole, Going Upside-Down & Spread Eagle on the Stripper Pole, Squirty Wet Panties for Panty Boy, Forming a Pussy Licking Train, Downing Green Vodka Jello Shots, Hula-Hooping, More Squirting in the After-Party, Singing

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Two days after U.S. President Joe Biden went to Congress to deliver the 2024 State of the Union address, Dr. Susan Block went on “Active Radio” with Hartley Pleshaw on WCAP-AM 980 to deliver the 2024 State of the SEXUAL Union.

“Where the State of the Sexual Union (SOTSU) is concerned, no one is better qualified than America’s leading sexologist, Dr. Susan Block,” Hartley proclaims.

Whether you loved, hated or slept through the President’s State of the Union, don’t miss Dr. Suzy’s State of the SEXUAL union address 2024.

Best-selling author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure, longtime broadcaster and cultural commentator, as well as an award-winning sexologist and sex therapist, Dr. Susan Block, aka Dr. Suzy, launches her 2024 SOTSU “Sermon on the Mound” – usually inspired by Dr. Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream” speech reimagined as “I Have a Fantasy” – with a Biden-ish spin, mirroring his SOTU 2024’s series of “I See a Future” visions for her own bonoboësque vision of a more equal, more free, make-love-not-war tomorrow.

I see a future where good clean consensual sex is not considered dirty.
I see a future where peace through pleasure is honored over war for profit.
I see a future where sex education and science are valued over ignorance, superstition and violent religious fundamentalism.
I see a future where ecosexuality is more popular than ammosexuality and war porn.
I see a future where women’s rights are respected more than faith-based forced breeding.
I see a future where we have a Ceasefire Now and Permanently in Gaza, the West Bank, Ukraine, Russia, Africa, America and around the world, where Jews and Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Buddhists, atheists and everyone else will be free and will “study war no more.”
I see a future where we practice the Bonobo Way of female empowerment, male well-being, sharing resources and peace through pleasure… and stop acting like baboons!

Click the pic above to listen to Dr. Susan Block’s Full 2024 State of the Sexual Union address on WCAP

“I’m ready to vote for you for President now, Dr. Suzy,” Hartley exclaims at the climax of her vision for the future. “You have by far the best platform of any of the candidates this year, which isn’t saying much, but you really knocked it out of the park!”

Then the SOTSU turns into a sort of Meet the Press where Hartley asks Dr. Suzy questions on a variety of topics within the “meeting ground of sex, politics and culture which,” he opines, “I believe Dr. Suzy covers and handles better than anyone in the present contemporary scene.”

Subjects include:

• Anti-Abortion Crusaders who fetishize the fetus and eroticize the embryo, but once you’re born, you’re over the hill to them – and how now that they killed Roe vs. Wade, they’re going after contraception and whatever power over our sex lives they can grab.
• The Christofascist Supremes – Since Federalist Society powerbroker-to-the-Supremes Leonard Leo owns a mansion in the WCAP broadcast range, Dr. Suzy addresses him personally: We see you, Leonard Leo, trying to take America back to a time like The Handmaid’s Tale, stripping sex of recreation for the sake of procreation – forced breeding – so that the poor can bear cannon fodder for the military and cogs in the wheels of capitalism – and the rich can have grandchildren to inherit their billions. For that perk and others, those billionaires get to bribe the reactionary Supremes that you choose – Brett “Beer Pong” Kavanaugh, Amy Coney “Handmaid” Barrett and Neil “Handman to the Billionaires” Gorsuch – ganging up with Sam “Leaky” Alito, Clarence “Uncle” Thomas and John “Citizens United” Roberts to overturn Roe V Wade, restrict our sexuality, free big business from any restrictions whatsoever, and throw the American people under the bus.
• Anti-Sex “Feminists” – Dr. Suzy and Hartley talk about the erotophobia (fear of healthy sex) on the Right and Left, from the #MeToo activists who have done great things, but could learn something from the female-empowered bonobos – that female empowerment is intrinsically connected to nurturing male well-being – to the anti-sex “feminists” paid by Rightwing thinktanks to make convoluted arguments to keep most women (excepting them, of course) knocked up and broke.
• Ammosexual War Porn – From American War Profiteers to the NRA to the young troops of the Israeli Defense Forces (IDF), modern death-dealers are using “Sex As a Weapon,” tapping into our frustrated, denigrated sex drives like never before, using sex to sell and promote phallic missiles, climactic explosions, mass murder and apartheid, even genocide. Warmongers have tried to “sex up” fighting and weaponry since the beginning of war but, but the IDF’s dark, depraved, dystopian, wildly ammosexual and sadistic war porn is off the charts, far more demented than George W. Bush’s P.O.W. Porn at Abu Ghraib – and that’s just what the Israelis themselves show openly on their own channels. Plus, why are so many incels – spawned by the denigration of lust and elevation of greed – so ammosexual? War porn harms (and often kills) its victims, as well as its perpetrators, and also traumatizes those of us who watch – by choice or by chance – transforming the populace into War Porn Voyeurs.
• The Burning Soldier – Can self-immolation illuminate dehumanization? Can suicide help to stop a genocide? Dr. Suzy contrasts S. Airman Aaron Bushnell tragic but sane sacrifice to “Free Palestine” from ammosexual war crimes and domestic mass murders committed by PTSD-wracked veterans of America’s many wars.
• Censorship by Bot: Dr. Suzy is taking META to arbitration for their wrongful deactivation and algorithmic, anti-sex, dictatorial, technocratic dehumanization. Save the Date: June 26, 2024 for the Suzy vs. Zuck the Cuck Showdown.

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Length 01:36:55 Date: Nov. 30th, 2019

by Dr. Susan Block.

From smacking beautiful buxom Pilgrim babes’ bare bottoms to spanking and stuffing the tRump Turkey with a big phallic corn on the cob, we celebrate the climax of Naughty November with a rousing, rollicking and slappy Spanksgiving in Bonoboville, 2019.  

Naughty Pilgrim celebrate Spanksgiving in Bonoboville. Photo: Tony Ponce

No slouches in the sapiosexual exploration of impact play, we also investigate the historic precedents and therapeutic aspects of the fine art of butt-slapping.

This Spanksgiving features the kinky talents, academic acumen, generous natural boobs and spankable buns of one of our favorite DrSuzy.Tv guests, Rhiannon Aarons.

Spanksgiving Pilgrim Threesome. Photo: Selfie

In the holiday spirit, we even let the terrible Trumpus join the festivities, as long as he agrees to be one of our stuffed turkeys (we have several).

The Trump Turkey is a truly foul fowl, but at least, he’s kept under our control–stuffed from both ends with a corn cob and spanked hard with various paddles, riding crops, floggers, a spatula, The Bonobo Way and a big roasted turkey leg–instead of wreaking havoc on our country.

What a Foul Fowl: The Trump Turkey. Actually, we’ve got two Trump Turkeys under gag order with corn cobs and one Drunk Turkey (we eat the drunk one). Photo: Tony Ponce

Seasons Beatings!

It’s our duty to spank booty on Spanksgiving!

It’s a very special, sacred “duty” we are thrilled to fulfill.

Want to Get Stuffed? Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

Not to mention a good cardio workout after all that heavy protein and carb consumption.

Give Thanks. Then Give Spanks!

Ever since we realized that spanks rhymes with thanks, we’ve celebrated Spanksgiving on the Saturday after Thanksgiving.

We love the Lusty Lady!

Sure, other folks celebrate it, but at this point, most of the #Spanksgiving hashtags on Twitter lead to Bonoboville.

Last Saturday we stimulated our appetites with an exciting Spanksgiving Appetizer.

Thursday we celebrated Thanksgiving with a big juicy turkey and all the traditional fixings, thanks to Chef Gideon with Chef Ana assisting.

As for me, I got delightfully stuffed from both ends before falling into a too-much-food-and-sex stupor.

It’s a cliché, of course, but I must say I am “thankful” for the abundance, the value, the love, the adventure and the sheer pleasure that life has provided, for my beloved Capt’n Max and for all the wonderful humans of our Bonoboville community, from our staff to our show guests, friends, fans, members, readers, viewers, listeners and phone sex therapy clients.

From the bottom of my naughty heart, I give thanks to you all.

On Thanksgiving, let us give thanks, and on Spanksgiving, let us give spanks! Photo: Tony Ponce

Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners, on Thanksgiving, let us give thanks, and on Spanksgiving, let us give spanks.

Let us spank away the hate, the greed and the fear that divide us; let us practice the Bonobo Way of peace through pleasure… with a little spanking… and let us spank our hands together across a nice warm willing bottom, singing “Oh God!” or “Goddess!” or “Come All Ye Faithful” in rapture.

Praise be to the power and glory of spanking

Amen and AWOMEN!

But WHY Do We Give Spanks on Spanksgiving?

Oh, let me count the reasons for sweet beatings of the season…

1)  It’s fun.

Pilgrim Spanking Roleplay is Fun! Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

Spanking feels good, for both the spanker and the consenting adult spankee. Even when it feels bad, it feels good, at least for some pain sluts.

And usually it doesn’t feel so bad, with all that nice, jiggly, butt flesh cushioning the blow.

2) Spanking is relatively safe.

Nobody gets spanked to death.

It’s Our Duty to Spank Booty on Spanksgiving! Photo: Bianca

Also, there’s no exchange of body fluids, so it doesn’t spread STDs.

3) Consensual over-the-knee (OTK) spanking and flogging can be surprisingly effective forms of therapy, as Russian studies (oh those naughty Russians!) have shown.

PHOTOS 1-4: TONY PONCE.  PHOTO 5: SHUTTER ROOM PROD.

“Impact play,” aka spanking can be good for both physical and emotional pain management, better than a trip to the spa, cheaper than antidepressants and healthier than opioids.

4) Spanking can be festive.

Spanksgiving in the Trumpocalypse can be a Purification Ritual, exorcising the Trump Turkey Demons from our Spirits. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

Performed as a purification ritual, spanking fits right into many holidays like Krampus, Lupercalia, Full Moon, Passover and of course, your basic birthday.

But spanking on Spanksgiving has its own special, sublime, homey, personal and even political meaning. Which brings us to…

5) Spankings can be meaningful.

Do you get my meaning, Donnie??  Photo Shutter Room Prod.

They can be personally meaningful, such as when they bring up past childhood spankings—which, by the way, are never consensual and often traumatic.

So, don’t spank your children; it tends to lower their IQ, worsen their bad behavior and make them feel that violence is the answer.

Only spank adults who give enthusiastic consent.

However, if you were spanked as a child, it’s not your fault, and sometimes you can turn it from a bad thing that made you feel helpless into a good thing that turns you on and releases your inner bonobo.

Flogging the Hog. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

And sometimes, it’s politically meaningful… Back to Thanksgiving which can be delicious, but can also be a conflicted, stressful and downright nauseating family feast of carbs and gravy, where most of us repress our real feelings for fear of triggering Uncle MAGAt.

Spanksgiving Is More Reality-Based than Thanksgiving

Then there’s the deep hypocrisy of Euro-American history, from Columbus’ accidental invasion of this place the Natives called Turtle Island to the modern corporate oligarchy’s constant ecocidal invasions into Native territory.

The First Thanksgiving: Mostly a Fantasy. 1621. J.L.G. Ferris

In a way, Spanksgiving has more of a reality-based historic precedent than Thanksgiving.

The feel-good Turkey Day tale of friendly Pilgrims and Wampanoag Native Americans holding a bonoboësque feast of togetherness has been revealed to be almost entirely whitewashed hogwash.

Pilgrim Punishments

Sure, they ate Squanto’s corn when the Mayflower first arrived, but once those pious Pilgrims got their land legs, they slaughtered as many “savages” as they could with their matchbox muskets and “gift” blankets filled with smallpox.

Thanks, but no thanks given.

More Pilgrim Spanking Scenes. Photo: Shutter Room Prod

On the other hand, according to their own town records, the Pilgrims and the Puritans who followed did administer many real spankings, paddlings, canings and whippings, as well as “tar and feathering” and putting offenders in pillories and wooden stocks so passersby could throw rotten fruit at their helpless heads.

 Most of these punishments were nonconsensual penalties for criminal offenses, being Quaker and/or committing sexual “sins.”

This was “public disgrace,” Pilgrim-style.

Public Disgrace in the Trumpocalypse. Photo: Bianca

Here in Bonoboville, we enjoy roleplaying our kinky vision of such historic Puritanical punishments—the big difference being that our “sinners” are consensually spanked.

The Ecstasy of Ritual Pain

On the Native American side, indigenous tribes have long incorporated ritual pain into cultural practices.

Native American Sun Dance

I’ve never heard of indigenous spanking, but extreme piercing in rituals like the Sun Dance and other challenging purification rites open the doors of perception to altered states of consciousness.

Modern BDSM kinksters might call it “sub space” on steroids.

Compared with Native American piercing rituals, even the hardest spanking is just a little tickle.

Erotic hypnosis can also put you in an altered state, with none of the pain, though there can be danger.

Is Our Trump Turkey in sub space? Photo: Bianca

Danger, pain, trauma and altered states are very personal, and we must be careful and consensual with spanking or any kind of transformative, kinky act.

Spanksgiving Consciousness

For some kinky consenting adults with a conscience, Spanksgiving  provides a playful but meaningful form of Commedia Erotica “penance” for the Pilgrims and other settlers’ original “sin” against the natives of this land, raising some spankophiliacs’ awareness of the genocidal, ecocidal history of the holiday.

Slappy Spanksgiving! Photo: Bianca

Of course, we can’t just spank away our nation’s ongoing sins against indigenous tribes, nor the people America has bombed in foreign lands, nor the innocent citizens our trigger-happy police have killed, nor even our own small sins against each other. We have a lot of serious work to do to address these problems. Unfortunately, in most of these areas, things are getting worse, not better, and even the world’s greatest consensual adult spanking is not going to change that.

We can’t spank away our so-called “sins,” but we can spank away our fears. Photo: Selfie

But I do believe we can spank away our fears, starting with harmful phobias based on childhood traumas (such as spanking and other abuse), as well as our often paranoid fear of being hurt by “others,” so easily stoked by anxious parents and unscrupulous politicians.

A good adult spanking can *alchemically* transmute leaden pain into golden pleasure (endorphins), power, transcendence, empathy and sexual evolution.

When administered with love, trust and care, pain really can lead to gain and the conquest of our paranoid fears, showing us “the way out is through,” and giving us confidence and courage that we often didn’t even know we had.

No wonder Spanksgiving is one of our favorite holidays here at the little Love Church of the Bonobo Way.

And yes, bonobos enjoy spanking with their erotic play, practicing peace through pleasure… with a little bit of pain.

Note: Some of the above has been updated from material in my Spanksgiving 2018 Counterpunch article.

Pilgrim Kinkster Rhiannon Aarons

Aside from tRump—who barely counts as a human at this point, let alone a guest—we only have one outside guest for Spanksgiving 2019, but oh what a guest she is.

“Most Well-Rounded Kinkster” SUZY award winner, Rhiannon Aarons, blows some well-rounded smoke rings. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

“Most Well-Rounded Kinkster” SUZY award winner, an MFA with a creative sexual spirit and a real-life MILF, Rhiannon Aarons, is one of my favorite people on and off the air.

I haven’t seen Rhiannon since she played the Luper, the great Goddess/Wolf/MILF of Lupercalia, the original Valentine’s Day.

Photo 1: Selfie.  Photo 2: Shutter Room Prod.  Photo 3: Tony Ponce

We moved, and she’s been very busy with teaching courses in Visual Arts Writing at two different colleges.

Rhiannon holds her SUZY award between her thighs as a form of birth control. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

She’s also been making movies… with Ron Jeremy!

Spider, starring Rhiannon, with Ron in the title role, is now in post-production.

During one of our orgy shows, Porny Purim 2017, when Rhiannon played Queen Vashti and Ron was Pimpin’ Cousin Mordecai, they had some hot red-wing sex right on the live broadcast.

Three naughty Pilgrims talking about spanking. Photo: Tony Ponce

Which brings me to the topic of Rhiannon’s other film, called “Red Wings,” of all things. It’s based on a concept by Rhiannon and the writer Dana Hammer. The film has not yet been made, but Hammer’s script has garnered top awards from Hollywood Horror Fest, Vancouver Badass, Depth of Field and the intriguingly named Boobs and Blood festival.

An Intimate Sapiosexual Banquet of Spanking

This is Rhiannon’s second Spanksgiving and her first time in the new Bonoboville.

Pilgrim Confessional. Photo: Bianca

Spanksgiving 2017 was a big party show with lots of people on the air, at the bar or in the courtyard. This year is much more intimate.

This means we get to spend some quality Spanksgiving time with Rhiannon. Just like a regular Thanksgiving with a “daughter” I haven’t seen in a while, except with the added pleasure of consensual spanking.

We talk about spanking culture, history and psychology, BDSM, cultural appropriation, spanking as therapy and the roots of modern kink in colonialism.

Then we administer spankings to the terrible Trumpus (both the voodoo doll and the “real” thing), and Sunshine and I give Rhiannon a spanking. We also slurp up syrupy peaches for Impeachment.

Photos 1, 3, 4: Bianca.  Photo 2: Tony Ponce.

It’s our ninth Impeachment Party; despite its bumpy road, impeachment is the right thing to do with this kleptomaniacal, kakistocratic Presidunce.

Unfortunately, we can count on the Republicans in the Senate to do exactly the wrong thing, but that doesn’t mean we should give this goon a pass.

Rhiannon eats a peach for Impeachment. Photo: Tony Ponce

But we don’t just eat peaches at this food and spanking fest.

We eat turkey!

Yes, Chef Ana cooks up another turkey in veggies, wine and beer. She calls it the “Drunk Turkey.”

Spanking Sunshine with the Riding Crop as Ana presents her special Spanksgiving Drunk Turkey surrounded by lemons and (of course) peaches. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

It’s a classic Spanksgiving, if such a thing exists.

Trump Turkey Tenderizing

Plus there’s the tRump Turkey whom we “tenderize,” dominate, gag, spank and humiliate.

Photos: Shutter Room Prod.

Though no, we don’t eat him.

He’s way too foul a fowl for eating.

This Turkey pretends he’s Cock of the Walk, but we expose his shortcomings. Photo Tony Ponce

Though he seems bound and determined to eat—pussygrab—us, and for that, he gets more spankings.

Foul fowl that he is, he can’t stop tweeting like a deranged bird.

Then again, maybe the Trump Turkey is texting Turkey, the country. For all we know, he’s sexting Erdogan, Turkey’s dictator.

The Trumpus would love to be a dictator, but he’s all tator and no dick.

Don’t you dare try to grab her by the pussy. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

The American bird we call a “turkey” was so-named when those know-it-all English settlers thought it was a guinea fowl from Turkey in the Ottoman Empire, and the name stuck.

Sexting, texting or tweeting, it can’t be good for America.

Tenderizing the Trump Turkey with Tough Love. Photo: Shutter Room Prod..

So we take his phone away, stick two ridiculous turkey headbands on his fake hair, gag him with the corn, whip his ass and spank him some more.

Trump Knows He’s a Turkey

All his bluster—annoying, dangerous and devastating as it is—is just to cover up his silly gobbler.

Better than anyone, Trump KNOWS he’s a turkey. Photo: Tony Ponce

Though it doesn’t really cover anything, just like his suits and massive ties don’t exactly cover up his obesity.

This could be why, the other day, at one of his Hitleresque rallies, the Trumpus told his cult followers that’s there’s a liberal war on Thanksgiving. Libs says they have no idea what he’s talking about, that he’s making it all up.

Kissing under the Mistletoe as the Trump Turkey kneels below us on his Jeffrey Vallance Art Peepad. Photo: Tony Ponce

Far be it from me to say Trump-Pinocchio isn’t lying. And most Americans, even liberals, aren’t abandoning Thanksgiving entirely, if only because it’s an official day off and a chance to engage in festive eating and football-watching.

However, if Trump means that a lot of Americans do want to amend Thanksgiving to include the Native American point of view, acknowledging the horrendous crime of colonialism, even calling Thanksgiving a “Day of Mourning,” well, he’s right about that.

Then again, maybe the Trump Turkey heard about Spanksgiving, the climax to Naughty November, and he knows he’s terribly naughty, so he’s afraid he’s going to get spanked!

He should be. According to Stormy Daniels, tRump’s rump responded especially well to a few good swift swats with a Forbes featuring his kisser on the cover.

Spanking the Trump Baby Presidunce with the Forbes that Stormy spanked him with. Photo: Bianca

Apparently, having his own orange face kiss his own smelly ass transformed him from an utterly insufferable narcissistic bully into a garden variety douche…. at least for a few minutes.

Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Pilgrims and Turkey-loving Turkeys, in this topsy-turvy Trumpocalypse, when Thanksgiving can be difficult to digest, Spanksgiving can at least help put it all into perspective:

Bottoms up! Turn the Trumpus and the whole plutocratic, ecocidal oligarchy upside down and spank its ass.

Bottoms Up for the Trump Turkey. Photo: Bianca

So much for the first round of Trump Turkey tenderizing.

Spanksgiving Communion

Two-thirds of the way through the live broadcast, we’re up for something sexier.

Photos 1, 4, 5: Tony Ponce.  Photos 2-3: Shutter Room Prod.

Three cheers and a bonobo beer for Bonoboville Communion and Waterboarding, Bonobo-Style.

Though we don’t do it with beer; we do it with Agwa di Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur.

Also peach juice for Impeachment, Himalayan pink salt and even a little turkey gravy, in the spirit of the holiday.

As soon as we turn the Facebook and YouTube cameras away, Rhiannon doffs her top and her big bouncy naturals come tumbling to the forefront.

Pilgrim Waterboarding. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

She takes her First Communion in the new Love Church of the Bonobo Way from My Altar, aka my right nipple.

Then Sunshine’s left gets a Rhiannon lick-job.

It’s a Pilgrim booby orgy!

Ana’s turkey is drunk, and so are we… on each other!

Now for a real drink: Rhiannon leans back against our cross-legged thighs. We used to call this the “Indian position,” but I’m not sure if that’s appropriate anymore or cultural appropriation.

Sing Hallelujah for a Pilgrim Spanksgiving Feast of Nipples. Photo: Tony Ponce

I think it’s named for the India-Indian or Lotus position, though Native Americans also sit in that fashion since it’s the most natural way to sit on the ground.

In any case, it’s a great position for administering Waterboarding, Bonobo-Style.

Rhiannon takes the neon green elixir down her throat like a good P.O.W.

Photos 1-2: Bianca. Photo 3: Shutter Room Prod.

But her Spanksgiving duties aren’t over.

She crawls across Sunshine’s and my lap to receive her OTK spanking.

Skirt up, panties down OTK spanking. Photo: Tony Ponce

First, we do it panties-up.

Then, panties-down for the more intimate bare-bottom spanking.

Sunshine gets in a few spanks of Rhiannon’s naughty Spanksgiving bum. Photo: Bianca

It’s a pretty soft spanking, but every so often Rhiannon “confesses” something naughty (like she’s considering investing in fossil fuels) that motivates me to give her a hard smack, resulting in a couple of distinctly pink hand prints on her pristine skin.

Sunshine doesn’t have a lot of spanking experience, so I give her a few pointers on how to hit the “sweet spot” between the butt and the thighs, and how to cup your hand for minimal pain on impact.

Photos 1 & 4: Tony Ponce.  Photos 2-3: Shutter Room Prod.

Rhiannon does a little “topping from the bottom” for this part, but she is a teacher, after all, and then it’s bottom’s up to check out her hot pink buns.

Stuff the Turkey, End the Wars!

Then the Trumpus comes back for more Pilgrim-style punishment, and now he’s wearing nothing but his ridiculously long tie and matching Xmas red manty-panties.

Despite his whining about liberals’ “War on Thanksgiving,” he ordered Air Force One to make a secret stop in Bonoboville on his way back from visiting the troops in Afghanistan, still maintaining the endless war, aka occupation, that he’d promised to end.

While in Afghanistan, the big bulbous Trumposity complained about not getting turkey (doesn’t he know that he IS the turkey?) and informed the troops that they should be thankful… for him.

Spanksgiving in the Year of the Pig. Photo: Tony Ponce

Yes, this bombastic, narcissistic turkey can’t help but gobble-gobble-gobble on and on about himself, even on Thanksgiving in a war zone.

So we really let him have it with whips, floggers, crops and paddles.

This Trump Turkey has been spanked and stuffed in front and behind. Photo: Shutter Room Prod

We also “stuff” the Trump Turkey with an ear of corn… in both ends.

Yes indeed, a good solid corn cob is nature’s own dildo… ribbed for his pleasure.

It’s also our Trumpocalypse “Therapy,” helping to release our inner bonobos to alleviate Post-Trump Sex Disorder(s) and other psychological maladies of the Trumpocalypse.

Photos 1-2: Shutter Room Prod.  Photo 3: Bianca.  Photo 4: Tony Ponce.

Even Betsy the Dog joins the Impeachment Party.

Though she prefers turkey to peaches.

Betsy joins in the Trump Turkey Spanksgiving Feast. Photo: Bianca

To those Repugnican snowflakes whining about Trump Derangement Syndrome, I say if the Mango Man-Child doesn’t give you a headache, you have no head.

Or maybe, if your investments really are in fossil fuels, just no heart.

Holiday Tableau: Mistletoe Kisses above the Spanksgiving Trump Turkey. Photo: Shutter Room Prod.

We would love to spank and stuff tRump silly, but this Joker king of the jokers is already very silly. His silliness is killing us, and it’s time to wind up the live broadcast.

Also his corn gag keeps popping out of his loose lips.

In all fairness, it happens while us Pilgrim gals are under the mistletoe, so we’re not paying a lot of attention to the Trump Turkey.

Photos 1-2: Shutter Room Prod.  Photo 3: Tony Ponce. Photo 4: Selfie

And we know he’s holding his corn where it counts.

Tim Takes His First Communion

Naturally, we would never give tRump Communion—not unless he resigns.

Sunshine prepares Rhiannon’s Altar. Photo: Tony Ponce

But our Commedia Erotica tRump—played by Tim Sewell  with special thanks to Mistress Tara Indiana and Dominatrixes Against Donald Trump (D.A.D.)—gets a chance to imbibe, as per Rhiannon, after the show.

Photos: Tony Ponce

He’s actually less interested in imbibing than suckling Rhiannon’s ample mama titty. Whether Big Baby Trump or “opportunistic hedonist” Tim, most of these dudes have a major breast fetish.

Nothing wrong with that. Better a breast fetish than a breast aversion, as Marky Z appears to have, since his minions put me in Facebook Jail again over a nip slip.

Showing page of SPANK ‘n’ ART featuring D.A.D., Rhiannon as Stormy and Tim as tRump and Putin at our SPLOSH ‘n’ ART launch party. Photo Unscene Abe

Then we spend some time ogling our NEW Speakeasy Journal: Spank ‘n’ Art, especially the pix featuring Rhiannon, D.A.D. and tRump being beaten.

If only he can be beaten—as soundly as we beat him his butt in Bonoboville—in Election 2020.

Spanksgiving Dinner, 2019 Photo: Selfie

Finally, it’s time to eat the turkey—no, not Trump Turkey, but rather the “drunk turkey” that Ana made.

Photos: Shutter Room Prod.

Very tasty—especially with peaches.

Nothing goes to waste, not even that turkey leg that spanked tRump which Betsy the Dog of Bonoboville devours thankfully.

Betsy takes bite of Trump Turkey. Photo: Bianca

Then with a few more thanks, spanks, mistletoe kisses and steroid-powered orgasms, Naughty November has climaxed, putting Spanksgiving 2019 in the rear view mirror, as another Holiday Season is approaches.

Give the Bonobo Way for the Holidays

Not sure what to give someone you love… or just like?  Give The Bonobo Way! With more than forty-five 5-star reviews on Amazon, it’s a great holiday gift and a portion of all proceeds goes to help save the highly endangered real bonobos in the wilds of the Congo Rainforest. In the age of the Pussy Grabbing Nazi-Loving Climate-Change- Denying, Clown-King Cheetolini, the Military Industrial Complex, Children in Cages, abusive police, SESTA-FOSTA, Mass Murderers Gone Wild and the Ecocidal Trumpocalypse , the message of the Bonobo Way of Peace through Pleasure, Female Empowerment, Male Well-Being, Sharing Resources and Ecosexual engagement with our environment is more important than ever.

Whether you’re a turkey or a Pilgrim, give the Bonobo Way. Photo: Bianca

Bonobos show us that recreational sex is just as important to our survival as procreational sex.  Maybe at this juncture, it’s more important.

More than 11,000 experts from around the world are calling for a critical addition to the main strategy of ending the use of fossil fuels and switching to renewable, sustainable energy: “We declare, with more than 11,000 scientist signatories from around the world, clearly and unequivocally that planet Earth is facing a climate emergency,” the scientists wrote in a stark warning published Tuesday in the journal BioScience, calling specifically for policymakers to quickly implement systemic change to energy, food, and economic policies. But they go one step further, into the politically fraught territory of population control, writing that the population “must be stabilized—and, ideally, gradually reduced—within a framework that ensures social integrity.

Big Boobs for the Bonobo Way! Photo: Tony Ponce

Bonobos show us the way to population control—with lots of great sex!

That would include spanking which, in addition to being a form of safe sex, doesn’t get you pregnant.

Rhiannon’s boobs match her buns in SPANK ‘n’ ART. Photo: Tony Ponce

If your honey already has The Bonobo Way, order them a personally-autographed copy of the NEW Speakeasy Journal: Spank ‘n’ Art: censored by Bezos, but available for you now… if you hurry—supplies are limited.

Since the holidays are all about eating, a much more acceptable Church-condoned pleasure than sex, some of your more gastronomically adventurous friends and lovers might like Splosh ‘n’ Art. Bezos is a foodie, so Amazon publishes Splosh ‘n’ Art.

Either that or he likes looking at Daniele Watts entering the zone wearing nothing but vegan sauce and pie.

So will you and your loved one(s).

Corny Pilgrims for Pleasure. Photo: Selfie

© November 30, 2019. Susan Block, Ph.D., a.k.a. “Dr. Suzy,” is a world renowned LA sex therapist, author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure and horny housewife, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels. For speaking engagements, call 213-291-9497.

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Too $hort in Tha Speakeasy with Bonnie Rotten, Too Short, Dr. Susan Block, Maya Hills, Prince Yahshua. Photo: Jux Lii

Length: 95:13 minutes        Date: 01/28/2012  Free PG pix here!  X pix and video at DrSusanBlock.tv

It gets gangstah raw up in my Womb Room as we welcome Oakland’s own Rap University Dean of Pimpology—Too $hort. In his honor, several of the hoochies get hella hyphy—not to mention, naked.  Then the strippahs wrap around the pole as the gangstahs rap about their holes.

Featured Guests

Too $hort: After his long awaited first time arrival to get his digs into the Womb Room dugout, we womb-warmly welcome Pimp Prince of Rap, the one and only Too $hort, even if he is almost Too Late. Promoting his new album NoTrespASSing (drops 2/28/12) and deliciously nasty, booty-shaking new song “Money on the Floor,” Shawt Dawg fits right into the Speakeasy scene of ethical debauchery.

Joslyn James: After pleading the Fifth about her private relations with our feature guest whom she fondly calls “Todd,” she credits his music for helping her to bring out the ho in the horny housewife she was before finding freedom through divorce. Unfortunately for all, Tiger Woods’ former Hole-in-One keeps her huge fake boobs in lock-down during the show, though she deigns to wear some 911 panties for the Panty Boy Collection, and cuts loose with a rapper or two in the after-party.

Stevie Shae: A virgin to the Womb Room, this Bay Area blonde packs her sleek but bouncy little ass into a tiny, tight red dress. She may have spent part of her youth on a horse ranch in Iowa, but now she’s getting naked hyphy on stage, stripping off the red dress to reveal her peace sign tattoo and beautiful body, then donning Munkeybarz for easy handling.

Prince Yahshua:  Another RadioSuzy1 virgin, the prince is founder of Silverback Entertainment.  Though my best friends are the bonobos, I also love big gorillas.  The prince is a little too shy to strip down and get busy with the babes onstage (maybe next time!), he does demonstrate the use of the Munkeybarz on Stevie and bounces me on his leg (not that leg!) in time to “Cocktales.”

Bonnie Rotten:  Beyond bad ass and barely legal, bodacious Bonnie is back again on RadioSuzy1, but this time she’s married to Jack Spade! Well, what happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas… Her favorite Shawt Dawg jam is Blow Job Betty, possibly because she makes an excellent Blow Job Bonnie. Bonnie proves herself a true pole dance prodigy by turning some hot-as-hell pole tricks.

Joslyn James, Lil Uno, Stevie Shae, Bonnie Rotten, Too $hort, Dr. Suzy, Maya Hills, Prince, Yahshua, Vanessa Blake, YunGee. Photo: JuxLii

Vanessa Blake: Brand new to the Speakeasy, this Silverback girl is from the OC, so we name “California Girls” her Too $hort cut. Yup, she gets that dime-piece treatment every where she goes. The Cali flavor all the real players know…

Maya Hills: We welcome our favorite part-Siberian porn star back to the warmth of the Womb Room, now a sweet strawberry blonde, as she does a tit-illating striptease pink-panty dance for our guest of honor, Señor Short.

King Kaseem: Back at tha Speakeasy with the fro that all the white girls love, he gives props to his favorite Too $hort jam, “Tops Down.”

Lil Uno is here for his second week in a row of RadioSuzy1 action, having dubbed the Speakeasy “Orgyland” after Eros Day XIII.  This emcee of The Pack and nephew to the Shawt Dawg, is a self-proclaimed minute man—and the true hoes love him for that—no shame in his game.

Yung Gee: This  nu skool G is the blood cousin of Lil Uno and brand new at penetrating the Womb Room.

Tweeters:

Brad wants to masturbate for Stevie or Joslyn. Go ahead, Brad!  In Too $hort’s words, you should be “Getting’ It”…

Haley wants and gets some Too $hort jams

Panty Boy wants and gets Joslyn’s 911 panties.

Weapons of Mass Discussion:

Amen & Awomen, Cold World Outside the Hot Womb Room, Life is Too Short to Wait Too Long for Mr. Too Late, So Let’s Get This Party Started, Professor of Pimpology, Tight Spaces, Gorillas Have Harems of Bitches But Bonobos All Be Fuckin’ like Bitches, Going Fist Deep, Anal, Hyphy Sound, Being Educated About Anal During Divorce, Total Ape Shit Show, Munkey-Barz Good for Thrusting with Disabilities, Human Ingenuity Applied to Sex, TJ Cummings, Being Naked to Dance, Getting Married in Vegas at Age18, Being in Love, Not Being Tied to one Person, Talking About Too $hort in his Absence, Gangstah Boy Scouts, Familia, Balls Are Awesome, Debating the Value of Balls, Barely Legal Brides Are the XXXmas Present that Keeps on Giving, Milk-n-Cookie Freaky Tales, Real Pimp Ain’t Afraid to Ask, Cancer Is not a Ho–It’s a Bitch, Fuck that Bitch, The Ho Who Don’t get Paid Is a Slo, Hookers Who Slang Pussy, Obama Is the Number One Hooker, Missing the Obama Bus, Neck-n-Neck Tie Between Hookers & Porn Stars, Girls who Fuck for Money, Porn Girl Gettochological Debate, Douching, Bonobos Go On & On & I Don’t Understand How They Last So Long, Tantric Sex Practicing Bonobos, Monkey Pimps, Bonobo Porno, Fingering Their Own Asses at the Zoo, Sexually Aggressive Females Are Bonobo at Heart, MILF Stories, NoTrespASSing with Emphasis on the Assing, Hustler Models, Making Squirt Appearances,  Climbing to the Top of the Golden Gate Bridge, Nancy Reagan’s Blowjob Abilities, Hyphy is Getting Hyper to a Beat, Before Hyphy it was Hifi, Blowing the Skin Flute on the Monkey Bars, Black People Time, Rapper Time, Gangsters & Strippers, Bitches, Bee-yatch!

Performance Erotica:

Getting Hyphy, Pimping Purple, Booty Modeling In G-String Panties & Out of G-String Panties, Babes from the Bay Got Back, Monkeys Coming Out, Beautiful Bitches & Cranky Hoes, Getting on the Pole, Pretty Peace-sign Tattoo on the Groin, Shaking the Monkey for Me, Monkey Bar Demonstration, Spider Web Booby Dance, Married Pole-Wrapping Polecat Extraordinaire, Tiny G-string,  Finding Cocktails (the Song, but Also the Drink), Picking Toys from Adult Play Parlor, Prude Editorial Assistants Snatching Birthday Power Toys, Contemplating Which Toy to Stick up the Ass,  Birthday Cake, Birthday Boob Flashing and Sucking, Birthday Cake Boobs, Saving it for Too $hort, Blow that Shit, Too $hort’s Almost Too Late Arrival, Bubbles, Best Dick Sucking Vote, Salted Nipple Action, Spilling on the Guest of Honor, Sitting Between Two Hunks, Not Recognizing Joslyn with her Clothes off, Eskimo Pie, Screaming Lyrics,  Sitting on Daddy’s Lap, Puffin’ on Stage, Pussy Poppin’, Eskimo Pole Dance, Droppin’ it Low, Showing Too Short the Eskimo Pussy, Switching out Multiple Spiffs while Documenting the Too $hort Titty Sit-in, Shout outs to the Bay, Saving the Pink Thong Pussy Tester for Last, Suzy sporting the Dong and the Th-Th-thong-thon-thong, Keeping the Pants off, Mentioning Occupy, Spilling Syllables like Pornographic Parables on the Mic, A Bitch That’s Really a Sexy Boss Bitch, Showing the Growing Bush,  Pimp-Handling of Photographer Boobs, Calling Out Shy Girls, Panty Sniffing, Sexologist-Powered Monkey Rocker

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Length 01:42:03 Date: January 13, 2018

by Dr. Susan Block

A wondrous one-legged porn star, the ghost of Michael Jackson and the spirit of Prince come together—where else, but in Bonoboville—on an amazing, comic, erotic, intimate and very illuminating episode of The Dr. Susan Block Show.

Ikkor, Amputee Brittney, Dr. Suzy, The Prince of Pop, Phoenix Dawn. Photo: Jux Lii

Watch and learn how a so-called “disability” can be a springboard to sexual super power.

The Show-Eating Facebook Monster

Speaking of disabilities, this is our second show in a row that Facebook disables for no apparent reason. The Facebook Live broadcasts goes smoothly, getting lots of views, “likes,” “loves,” “hahas” and comments, and Capt’n Max is careful not to show any of the nudity. But after we hit “post,” it vanishes.

We have no idea why. They never tell you. And who are “they”? Bots? Prudes? Gestapo? Mark Zuckerberg Zuckheads?

The faceless Facebook censors like to keep you guessing. This is partly to protect themselves from being sued for discrimination (in this case, against the disabled), and partly to bewilder you, so that you doubt and censor yourself.  Can I post that? Can I say this? Maybe I better not just to be safe.

Unexplained censorship is just one of many insidious, invidious aspects of the corporate social media monster that is eating humanity alive—body, brain and soul.

Facebook is censoring your purple prose! Photo: Jux Lii

Facebook censors adult conversation, making its plantation “safe” for corporate advertisers while, at the same time, deeply addicting, afflicting humanity’s next generation with toddler-friendly technology like “Messenger Kids.” This is the monster in the machine, and it’s as close as your phone.

Did Clemmy’s cartoon get the Dr. Susan Block Show censored on Facebook? Photo: Jux Lii

Escape the Monster! Come join us in Bonoboville, where you can watch this intimate, fetish-friendly broadcast free and uncensored all week, or on DrSuzy.Tv where, for a miniscule donation, you can see all of our uniquely exciting, mind-expanding, libido-arousing shows live or anytime.

We are a small but sturdy 26-year-old outpost of bonoboesque erotic freedom in an increasingly imprisoned world.

Amazing Amputee Brittney

The star of this show is a one-legged porn starlet with a beautiful smile, dimples in her cheeks as well as her stump, great lactating boobs and a positively inspirational attitude. She calls herself “Amputee Brittney,” and she does more with one leg than most of us do with two.

Amputee Brittney. Photo: Slick Rick

Brittney’s “origin story” begins when she lost right leg to cancer at the age of eight. She  battled the illness for over a year, culminating in having to choose between losing her leg or her life. She sacrificed the cancerous limb for a life filled with love and adventure.

Pre-Show Selfie by Phoenix

Of course, she’s accepted her share of pain and struggles; maybe more than her share. After all, she’s gone through puberty, adolescence, young adulthood and now young motherhood with just one leg. Like most of us, she’s felt sorry for herself at times, and with more reason than most of us. However, as she reveals through an epiphanic story involving an encounter with a homeless person, she came to realize the essence of the Stoic philosophy: It could be worse. So she might as well make the best of the infinite goodness that life, with or without leg, has to offer.

And now here she is, Amputee Brittney the Porn Starlet! Actually, Brittney’s porn career happened almost by accident when some nude photos that she took as a college undergrad surfaced a few years later, going viral and presenting this nice Catholic amputee beauty with a “calling” of sorts.

Tickling the dimples of Brittney’s lovely stump. Photo: DabbleNFocus

So now she does porn, fetish modeling and cam shows, in addition to being the young mom of a seven-month-old. A disabled dynamo sounds like an oxymoron; there’s no doubt that Amputee Brittney defies expectations, as well as, in a way, gravity!

Of course, amputee fetishists (whom Brittney calls “devotees”) really appreciate this, and according to Brittney, comprise 95% of her fan base. But even if you’re not an amputee fetishist, it’s erotically enthralling to watch this legless hottie  move about. Without using her crutch, Brittney hops on one dainty, high-heeled foot with more grace that most people walk, and when you see her lovely stump from certain angles, it appears as if she is floating on thin air.

We feel a special affinity toward amputee erotica here in Bonoboville. Capt’n Max’s Love Magazine published amputee Long Jeanne Silver “stump-fucking” Annie Sprinkle back in the early days of modern porn, for which (indirectly) Max spent 18 months in prison.

Phoenix cops a feel. Photo: Jux Lii

Jeanne’s amputation was at the ankle and perfect for insertion. Brittney’s is at the upper thigh and is nicer for outercourse. Caressing it is like feeling a very nice, soft, yet muscular breast without a nipple, framed by pink ruffled panties. Freaky? Maybe to some. But fabulous for me and Phoenix Dawn who also enjoys a feel.

Michael Jackson in da Womb Room

In the middle of this already surreal, touchy-feely show, in walks the King of Pop. Well, he’s really Omar the “Prince of Pop” (who impersonates both Michael Jackson and Prince) in MJ mode, circa somewhere between “Thriller” and “Bad.”

Omar as MJ enters the Womb Room. Photo: DabbleNFocus

After we chat for a bit, he performs his routine of dancing, posing and occasionally emoting “Hoo-hoo!” to various Jackson tunes culminating with “Thriller.” Rocking a gold body suit with an accentuated crotch, the better to heighten his signature crotch-grabbing move, black pants, white socks, curls in the eyes, shades and a fedora, energetic Omar breathes life into beyond-iconic MJ right here in our Womb Room. At times, it feels like a séance, bringing the King of Pop back from the dead, or like a silly but super-fun Thriller-Halloween, bonobo-style.

We love celebrity impersonators. It’s one thing to watch our favorite dearly departed legends on film or video. It’s quite another experience to be in the presence of a hot-blooded human reincarnating godlike legends live and in-the-flesh. From Smokey Binion, Jr. channeling Elvis to Christiana Cinn singing “Happy Birthday” to me like Marilyn, tribute artists of all kinds are a major source of nostalgic entertainment in Bonoboville.

Good nostalgia is a great aphrodisiac. It reminds you of your youth, when sex was brand new and brimming with hope and excitement. Listening, or better yet, dancing to old, familiar music is a great, drug-free, time-honored way to rejuvenate an old libido.

Thrillah in da Womb Room! Photo: Jux Lii

Of course, when Phoenix and Brittney were little girls, MJ was already a nose and a chin off the deep end, but that hardly matters. They grew up dancing to his music just like little girls of my generation.

MJ’s was, is and always will be the music of innocence, the singer/songwriter having been born and bred like a champion racehorse in a familial and corporate entertainment business system that preys on human innocence like the proverbial wolf on lambs. Of that, MJ was the boy king who never grew up.

MJ/Omar shares the thrill, dancing a bit with each of us. Hoo-hoo, what a hoot! Also a bit of a high (it might help to eat or smoke something while watching this): Dancing with Michael Jackson!

It’s especially amazing to watch Amputee Brittany dance with MJ. Even more so to see her dance all by her one-legged self.  I must admit that’s one stereotypical prejudice I harbored about Brittany before I met her. I couldn’t image that she could balance on one leg for more than a few seconds, let alone dance.

The Amputee & the King of Pop. Photo: Slick Rick

What a revelation to see her boogie, wiggle and even moonwalk with better rhythm on one leg than most people do on two. Like the mythical alchemists who turn lead into gold, Amputee Brittney is living sexy proof that pure will, good looks and erotic imagination can turn what many might consider a major disability into an erotic asset.

Yes indeed…. We Are The World!

Trump Gets Stumped

Brittney professes not to be political. I’m not sure how to interpret that in these days of 24/7 political saturation. Maybe it’s got something to do with being a busy brand new mom with a porn career and a passionate, politically varied fan base.

But the show must go on, and though I acknowledge its essential powerlessness in the current tsunami of shithole-ickness, I feel a need to continue my Trumpocalypse Therapy of book-spanking our Trump effigy (a big dick pillow with a tiny micropeepee, in case you don’t know) with The Bonobo Way and other implements, and so I do. Besides being therapeutic, with enough intention, you never know if or when the voodoo effects might kick in. Voodoo spanking sounds at least as plausible as voodoo economics, into which the Trump/Republic tax plan has breathed stale, toxic, new life. They’re like a team of Dr. Frankensteins animating the voracious, ferocious Corporate Monster of contemporary civilization, and this Monster has a lot less of a conscience than Mary Shelley’s original.

Amputee Brittney spanks the Drumpf Doll with the Bonobo Way for cutting Medicaid to the Disabled. Photo: Jux Lii

Maybe I’m just a shameless innocence-corrupting liberal, but I can’t help but entice sweet Brittany into spanking our Drumpf voodoo doll.

It seems more than appropriate. After all, Hair Fuehrer infamously mocked a disabled New York Times reporter, and his evil policies decimate Medicaid for the disabled.

For this, Brittany gamely spanks our Trump doll’s big pink balls and little orange peepee with The Bonobo Way. She also rather creatively spanks him with her stump, though the stump-spanking seems more like a pleasure than a punishment. That’s okay, as long as we keep his tiny hands tied and his big mouth busy sucking on the penis pacifier or a wad of Trump Toilet Paper (makes a great gag in more ways than one).

Trump gets Stumped! Photo: Jux Lii

During one of the Trump spankings, Chris Gagliardi, winner of two Suzy Awards (“Most Bonobo Political Speech” in 2016 and “Most Bonobo Political Activist” in 2017) calls in to throw his support behind the Dominatrixes Against Donald Trump. Then he praises the show like a preacher praising the lord, making me blush like Michael Jackson on his first date with Brooke Shields.

The day before, Chris tipped us off when Trump’s Fire & Fury turned Stormy… Whee! Another Trump sex scandal!  Though this one’s not much of a scandal. I haven’t met Stormy Daniels, though Alana Evans, whom I interviewed at the Hollywood Show, is also involved as a “witness,” for whatever that’s worth. This isn’t the first sex scandal involving Trump and a pornstar. Jessica Drake, who interviewed me on her show, has said since the 2016 campaign that the Pussy-Grabber-in-Chief assaulted her. The Stormy affair at least seems to have been consensual.

Fire & Fury gets Stormy

The Alana end of the story goes that Stormy and the Trumpster, reportedly in his tightie whities, called Alana to invite her to join them one madcap night in Vegas in 2006. Alana says she declined. Though Trump would probably say, “Alana Evans begged me to let her join us and said she would do ANYTHING, but I said no. Loser!”

But really, who cares about Trump’s consensual adultery (other than it being disgusting to imagine him having sex with anyone)? Everyone can see that his marriage to Melania is loveless and, after Barron, probably sexless. She was a brand new mom at the time. Maybe she was even okay with having Stormy babysit her larger baby while she adjusted to the new little one, who knows? In any case, most of the world is okay with Stormy… at least the Twitter world. Stormy would have been a hurricane for Obama. But in the Trumpocalypse, she’s just a drizzle, certainly not a golden shower. I sometimes wonder if the Republicans come out with this stuff to distract the populace from the growing thievery of our country’s resources to fill the coffers of the billionaire campaign donors and corporate paymasters to overflowing, as people scrimp and starve. That’s what’s even more disgusting than Trump.

Something I’m happy to see in this non-scandal: The Normalization of Porn. Why shouldn’t porn stars and presidents be together? Like Marilyn and JFK. Though she wasn’t a porn star, and Kennedy wasn’t Trump. But she did pose nude, and he was cheating on his beautiful wife.

Meanwhile, the Trump/Bannon Cuck–fight continues… And how about poor Hawaii? Hawaiians woke up to a message on their phones Saturday morning that a nuclear ballistic missile attack was headed their way! Forty intensely panicked minutes later, they found out it was a false alarm. All the while, Trump was playing golf, and didn’t bother to even tweet “Hey Hawaii, it’s a false alarm” He has time to tweet about the size of his button, but not this. Maybe he thinks Hawaii isn’t part of the U.S. like Puerto Rico (which is in desperate need of IV bags right now, says Phoenix whose relatives are there).

Book-Spanking the Stable Genius for bragging about the size of his button. Photo: Slick Rick

Whew! With “Stable Geniuses” like Drumpf, who needs Nazi Morons? Take thwack!

Bonoboville Communion with Brittney

The evil Trumpus thus purged from my system, at least for a few minutes, we get back to erotic escape mode…. from politics to religion! Well, our kind of very kinky religion.  

Brittney’s beautiful lactating Altar. Photo: Slick Rick

Which brings me back to Brittney, whose XXX-rated abilities are restricted on this show due to the time of month, not lack of limb. Also, since she is nursing, she politely declines our offer of Bonoboville Communion with Agwa.

She does agree to serve as our Altar Girl, removing her black bra and nipple guards to reveal her exquisite natural breasts (she says she’s a 36B, but seems more like a 34D). Nice.

Waterboarding Phoenix, Bonobo-Style. Photo: Alex Saglimbeni

Phoenix and I each take a taste. So sweet! Yum… big-nippled, lactating, “mommy” boobs.

Then we each get Waterboarded, Bonobo-Style, between Brittney’s left leg and her right stump. It’s a lovely ritual, with a slightly freaky twist. Even MJ seems to salivate as he watches.

Primates, Prime Mates & Prince

We come back from the break with the 2018 Primate Calendar, given to Bonoboville as a gift from The Bonobo Project, winner of the 2017 SUZY award for “Best Bonobo Promotion.”

Ikkor the Wolf  joins the conversation, and we compare ourselves with the bonobos as well as the other apes and monkeys, noticing how “human” the primates look and how much we (and our prime mates) sometimes resemble our hairier cousins.

Whose brown eyes are bigger? Phoenix or the Lemur? Photo: Jux Lii

For instance, big brown-eyed Phoenix bears an uncanny resemblance to the Dwarf Lemur of Madagascar. Though Phoenix is much sexier than the grizzly little Lemur, both are equally adorable.

Prince in the Womb Room. Photo: DabbleNFocus

Then in slinks the primate formerly known as Prince, in a shirt the color of “Purple Rain” (reminding me of why I’m in Princely purple too), bright yellow pants, black socks and a different set of shades. He grabs a guitar, poses, then disposes himself of mere earthly instruments, pulling his purple sweater up over his chest, its hair carved in what could be a bird or a plane or Prince ascending to the divinely decadent heaven where this true genius probably now resides.

Purple Rainstorm in Bonoboville. Photo: Jux Lii

Thus, Omar the “Prince of Pop” segues from the King of Pop to the Purple One of Pure Funk, posing, preening and doing splits, as the rest of us metamorphose from MJ fans to Prince groupies.

Prince splits without splitting his amazing yellow pants! Photo: Jux Lii

And yes, amazing Amputee Britney is still hopping like the prettiest pogo stick on one foot.

Then, before we can sing “Hoo-hoo!” or turn totally purple, it’s the end of the show and time to go.

Free the Nipple! Free the Internet! Free Humanity from Trumpish Tyranny! Photo: Jux Lii

We celebrate our second great broadcast of 2018, partying into the wee hours when we run into a stray restauranteur/actor, but that’s another story and maybe another show. After almost everyone has either left or gone to bed, Capt’n Max and I go through our usual ritual of checking out the show on Facebook, only to discover that it’s not there.

It’s an awful, frustrating, spirit-killing thing, this world in which corporate social media entices you into its sticky web with promises of “community” and then censors and punishes you, spanking your bottom line, but not in a fun way.

However, we can’t let it get in the way of our actual real-life fun, at least not if we can help it. Life is still too good—too rich with pop nostalgia, sugar nipples and floating thigh muscles—to stay upset for long over the virtual foolishness of faceless Facebook censorship in cyberspace or anywhere else. As one of my mentors, fellow Yale grad Col. Jirayr H. Zorthian, said, “The purpose of life is living.” Since he died before the advent of social media, I’m pretty sure he meant living in reality.

And so we leave our devices behind to go back to living and fucking and coming again and again, my Prince and I. At least, in this way, deep inside of each other’s well-worn, increasingly disabled yet sometimes miraculously able bodies, our love is uncensored and, for want of a better word, real.

Let’s Go Crazy!

Dirty Pop Love. Photo: DabbleNFocus

Thanks to Our Volunteers: Videographers-Michael Sullivan, Gideon G.; Photographers – JuxLii, Slick Rick, Alex Saglimbeni, Dabble in Focus, Portfolio Montage; On-Campus Bonobos – Abe Perez, Camille Rosebud, Mita Altair, Harry Sapien, Gideon G., MarsFX, Clemmy Cockatoo, Ana & Miguel.

© January 13 2018. Susan Block, Ph.D., a.k.a. “Dr. Suzy,” is a world renowned LA sex therapist, author of The Bonobo Way: The Evolution of Peace through Pleasure and horny housewife, occasionally seen on HBO and other channels. For speaking engagements, call 310-568-0066.

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