Length 01:47:28 Date: November 4, 2017

 by Dr. Susan Block

Ahoy there, mates and primates, bonobo buffs and sailor babes! Welcome aboard Capt’n Max’s Birthday Cruise, a celebration of an unparalleled RƎVO˩utionary life, also honoring the 3^rd anniversary of The Bonobo Way revolution, as I “gave” Max the first copy of the published book, hot off the press, as a birthday gift on November 8^th, 2014.

FemDoms, friends, landlubbers and true lovers gather around the Captain and me to share the bonobo love, nautical naughtiness, jungle fever, heartwarming life stories, Bonobo Way birthday book–spankings, latex loveliness, topless discipline, boobie cake and a radiant naked human birthday candle for the Birthday Boy.

Goddess Soma turns Antoinette into Capt’n Max’s Human Birthday Candle. Photo: Christine Dupree

Happy Bday Capt’n Max!

The Birthday Boy, Capt’n Max, a.k.a., Prince Maximillian Rudolph Leblovic di Lobkowicz di Filangieri, was born in the Vatican hospital in Rome, 74 years ago, three days after an Allied plane dropped bombs on Saint Peter’s Basilica during World War II. Escaping the onslaught, the infant Prince Max was hustled into the Alps where he spent the next two years before joining his royal family in Naples. At the age of seven, the little Prince emigrated, along with other deposed and fleeing royal families of Europe, on a big beautiful ship bound for the Great Promised Land of Montclaire New Jersey.

Yes, my Captain was a refugee—though a relatively rich refugee, thanks to his princely parentage—from a war-torn land. Indeed, rich or poor, European or Middle Eastern, we are all refugees, many of us from war-torn lands, hoping for a better life in America.

In America and around the world, the man we call Capt’n Max has created an amazing life for himself, for me and for countless fellow voyagers. He has done so many important revolutionary things in this extraordinary life of his that most people don’t know about. He was the pioneering publisher of the first “reader-written” media such as the LA Star, Love, Hate, God and Finger, and then The Brentwood Bla Bla and Beverly Hills, the Magazine. Of course, nowadays everything you see on social media is pretty much “reader-written,” but when Max and his cohorts invented the genre back in the 1970s, it was unheard of.

Happy Birthday, My Captain! Photo: Abe Bonobo

Now Max is the publisher of Dr. Susan Block’s Journal, executive producer of The Dr. Susan Block Show and co-founder of Bonoboville, both a new social-media and a real “socialist/capitalist,” pro-sex community in LA. He’s my partner, my “prime mate,” my husband and my hero. Happy Birthday Max!

Capt’n Max tells tales from his true life. Photo: June Tao

Bonobo Way 3^rd Anniversary

And Happy Anniversary, Bonobo Way! In these troubled times of the Pussy-Grabbing, Nazi-Loving, KKK Clown-King Cheetolini; Harvey Weinstein’s Casting Shower (like the old Casting Couch, but sopping wet); America’s lusty Perma-Wars love affair; the out-of-control Military Industrial Complex, the ever-expanding Prison Industrial Complex, increasingly abusive police and Mass Murderers Gone Wild, the message of the Bonobo Way of peace through pleasure, female empowerment and male well-being is more important than ever.

Trump Ball-Stomping Therapy in the Womb Room. Make way for the Bonobo Way! Photo: Jux Lii

Even without the backing of a big-name publisher or a A-list publicist, the book has accrued over 40 5-star reviews on Amazon and glowing endorsements from primatologists, porn stars, authors and ambassadors alike; today, Bonobo Way book sales are steadily rising, and a portion of all proceeds are directed towards the preservation of the highly endangered and very real bonobos in the wild. The message is getting out; but will we be able to “go bonobos” in time to save the bonobos from extinction, as well as ourselves? Only time will tell.

Introducing Goddess Soma & Onyx Muse. Photo: June Tao

Max loves strong women (he has since he was a young man getting his nipples squeezed by a German cougar), and it’s the Bonobo Way. Thus I’m thrilled to introduce our fabulous FemDom featured guests, both radiant in luxurious latex, Goddess Soma Snakeoil and Onyx Muse.

FemDom Bonobo Boobie Cake Selfie

Magnificent Goddess Soma

I am always happy to see Goddess Soma, a truly great FemDom, as well as good friend to me and Capt’n Max, whom we have known and adored since 2009.

Goddess Soma Snakeoli lights the Candle of Life. Photo: Jux Lii

On this special night, she looks absolutely stunning in a gorgeous aqua Latex Catfish outfit that she personalized with artistic splashes of turquoise paint to match her hair. Over-the-Knee shiny black boots complete the effect of pure radiant feminine dominance beyond compare.

The Goddess brings along her submissive Antoinette, decked out in turquoise glitter skirt to match her Mistress, little white schoolgirl socks, shiny black Mary Jane high heels and crotchless black panties. Antoinette is a BDSM “switch” who also enjoys being dominant, but always submits to Soma.

Antoinette surrenders to Goddess Soma’s Gift of Fire. Photo: Jux Lii

Who wouldn’t?

Soma gives Max a beautiful erotic art book, Doris Kloster’s Forms of Desire, for his birthday. But her greatest present is her presence, from her divine smile to her amazing BDSM play performances with Antoinette, from Bonobo Way book-spankings to fantastic fire play on the St. Andrew’s cross.

Snakeoil Lights Our Fire. Photo June Tao

Adorable Onyx Muse

The lovely Onyx Muse is looking lovelier than ever, her hot little body also clad in luscious latex, specifically Siren from Stockroom.

Not that she wears it very long. Performing a striptease to the tune of Carmina Formosa’s “The Kinkster,” I help her unzip and slip out of her dress and into our hearts. Va-va-voom Ms. Muse!

Onyx Unveiled. Photo: Jux Lii

Thus unattired, she makes an exquisite Altar Girl for Bonoboville Communion, which I take from her sweet nipples, with relish! Well, really, it’s with salt; but I’d lick relish, hot sauce or anything else off those delectable boobies, any day.

Taking My Communion from The Altar of My Muse. Photo: Jux Lii

Then I surrender to the space between her thighs, letting my muse “Waterboard” me with Agwa di Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur.

Turn-about is fair play. So, I then play Altar Girl to Onyx for her Communion, offering my salted nipple for her sweet tongue, then giving her a good Waterboarding, Bonobo-Style, with the tastiest liqueur on Earth.

Waterboarding the Muse, Bonobo-Style with Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur. Photo: June Tao

Rayna’s Birthday Jello Shots

What’s a birthday celebration without Jello shots?

Jiggling Jello Boobs by Rayna. Photo: Jux Lii

We don’t know, because my perky new on-cam assistant, Rayna, makes more than enough of these slurpa-licious brain-bombs colored ocean-blue and seafoam green, in the shapes of dicks and boobs that really jiggle as we giggle over their somewhat lumpy shapes.

The bigger dick looks like it barely survived a botched penis enlargement operation. But who cares? They’re delicious and deliver the vodka like a water cannon to your prefrontal cortex.

Rayna’s Cock-Shaped Jello Shots. Photo: Christine Dupree

Gifts of Love & Lust

In between his tales of his remarkable life and times, the birthday boy is pleased to receive many gifts from his fans and friends. As a longtime Miley Cyrus fan, Capt’n Max loves Clemmy Cockatoo’s present of a T-shirt emblazoned with Miley sticking out her tongue, of course.

Jacob Sokoloff the chimes-man, friend of Chef Be*Live and Daniele Watts (whose birthday fell the other day—Happy Birthday Danielephant!), who last visited us on Animal Play Birthday, comes bearing chimes for Max, as well as magic wands and crowns for all.

Yep, by this time, we’d totally forgotten we were still wearing Jacob’s freaky paper hats. Photo: Jux Lii

Capt’n Max and I put our crowns on over our captain’s hats and then pretty much forget all about them, rendering us festively silly-looking pretty much all night long.

Antoinette, Goddess Soma Snakeoil, Capt’n Max, Dr. Suzy, Rayna, Onyx Muse, Jacob. Photo: Jux Lii

Birthday Spankings

Of course, as with any Bonoboville birthday, there are spankings, not for the Birthday Boy, but for other well-deserving derrieres.

First, Goddess Soma gives Antoinette an over-the-knee (OTK) by hand, toying with the strands of her crotchless panties.

The Goddess gives the Bonobo-Way 3rd Anniversary Book-Spanking to Antoinette. Photo: June Tao

Then the great Goddess wallops her wench’s bare bottom with the Bonobo Way, and what an excellent 3^rd anniversary book-spanking it is.

PHOTOS: JUNE TAO

Later, we are treated to a very different kind of Bonobo Way birthday spanking when the preternaturally naughty elfin Jacob the Chimes Maker, strips to his boxers and gets down on his hands and knees to receive a hard Bonobo Way book spanking from a topless Onyx Muse.

The Muse whacks the Chimes-Man with The Bonobo Way. Photo: Christine Dupree

Let Them Eat Boobie Cake!

Jello shots aside, what’s a birthday or anniversary without cake?

Capt’n Max’s Birthday Boobie Cake. Photo: June Tao

Of course, here in Bonoboville, if we’re going to consume a pile of carbs and lard, it better be in the shape of boobs and dicks ejaculating icing, as these cakes are. Thank you, Ana, for catering to our genital cake fetish. We love you!

Longtime fan of The Dr. Susan Block Show and a special guest of Capt’n Max, Sir Dragonsteel, sporting the sweeping black cloak you might expect a guy of that name to wear, brings Max an extra chocolate cake. Then My Handsome Prince blows out all his candles on both cakes as we toast the present of his presence.

A Sparkling Cider Toast to the Captain! Photo: June Tao

I love you, Capt’n!

From Birthday Candles to Human Candle

Not to be outdone by mere cakes, the great Goddess Soma Snakeoil oils up her subbie on the St. Andrew’s Cross and turns her into a human birthday candle.

The Making of Max’s Human Birthday Candle. Photo: June Tao

Reflecting the flicker of her flame, she pulls Antoinette’s crotchless black panties up and down, revealing her shaved vulva in the firelight.

PHOTOS: JUNE TAO

The fire skims the surface of the submissive’s skin, turning it pink, like a spanking, but with a different kind of sting.

From Fire to Erotic Heat. Photo June Tao

It looks just exquisite, reminiscent of Goddess Soma’s fire-playing appearance as the Queen of Chaos on Eros Day, 2010.

But it’s more intimate this time. It’s also a reminder of Max’s boyhood when he used to impersonate Jerry Lee Lewis’ “Great Balls of Fire.”

Yoni Flambe. Photo: Christine Dupree

And the Womb Room goes wild!

Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Fire! Photo: Jux Lii

Then she blows her “candle” out with a kiss on the lips and gives her bottom’s bottom the kiss of her floggers.

PHOTOS: JUX LII

More Bonobo Way book-spankings, further tales of Capt’n Max, Trumpocalypse Therapy (mainly stomping on Trump’s balls this show), discussions and festivities ensue. Before we know it, the show’s over, and Ikkor the Wolf arrives (lol). Janelle and her daughter Farrah come up from the bar, and the after-party’s on.

Then it’s time for the prime-mates to meet in the jungle, and for me, the Admiral and First Mate, to blow out the Captain’s candle, and then ride it into a happy ending for everyone.

Happy Bday Max! Happy Anniversary, Bonobo Way! Happy Ending to All… aka Scorpio Moon :-) Photo: Jux Lii

But alas, a lot of endings these days aren’t very happy. As I write this, deadly bullets are raining on people praying in Texas, and the violence spreading through land, sadly showing how much we need to change our ways to the Bonobo Way. Will we make the change in time to save the bonobos and ourselves? We don’t know. We just know we want to be part of that change. That’s what Capt’n Max’s and my life have been all about.

Coming up: Max’s actual birthday and Bonobo Way anniversary, both on November 8^th, the day that shall live in infamy when a major case of Electoral Dysfunction sucker-punched America. Then The Bonobo Way of Peace through Pleasure plays Vegas at the Erotic Heritage Museum November 18^th at 2pm.

Spanksgiving in BonoboVille, Class of 2012: Teal Conrad, Raul Estrella, Natasha Starr, Raymond Seville, Sinn Sage, Pippi the Imp, Goddess Soma Snakeoil, Dr. Susan Block, Fat Mike, Shay Golden, Brock Hard, Dane Cross, Starry Knight, Master Liam, Tasia Sutor. Photo: Irwin

November 25^th, it’s Spanksgiving time again with Madame Raven Rae. Give thanks on Thursday, then get spanked on Saturday night on the Dr. Susan Block Show, still, without compare, the Greatest Sexuality Show on Earth.

Wild Prime Mates of Bonoboville. Photo: Abe

Thanks to Our Volunteers: Videographers – Jamal Berry & Michael Sullivan; Photographers – Christine Dupree, Jux Lii, Jun Tao, Keith Hardy; On-Campus Bonobos – Abe Perez, Camille Rosebud, Del Rey, Gypsy Bonobo, Harry Sapien, Jay Red, MarsFX, Clemmy Cockatoo, Ana & Miguel; Hair by Mark Brown.

© Nov 4, 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.