SPANKSGIVING 2016 on DrSuzy.Tv
Length 1:36:16 Date: November 26, 2016
The holidays can feel like riding an emotional roller coaster, bringing us to the heights of joy and the depths of sadness, anger and desire, profound vulnerability and the ultimate ecstatic fulfillment. And that just about sums up my Thanksgiving/Spanksgiving weekend, rolling through ups and downs that almost make me lose my egg nog, but thankfully, climaxing on a high note of romantic ecstasy.
Holidazed Highs & Lows
It started on Thursday with a scrumptious, raucous and cozy Bonoboville “Family” Thanksgiving dinner, complete with food play, culminating with “dessert” in bed with my Captain. You could say I got stuffed… in both ends.
“Black Friday” was Recovery Day for us Bonobovillians, as well as our sex therapy clients who needed to talk with us about twice as much as usual. Tension is wracking America right now, from the personal to the political, some of it spilling out with the stuffing and onto Thanksgiving family dinners across our great land, ruptured by Electoral Dysfunction. As our clients know, this form of “ED,” along with some of the physical symptoms, can be treated with sex therapy. Not that “sex is the answer” to such serious and seismic political divisions, but good sex is a great, drug-free pain-killer, the Bonobo Way of anger management, and good sex therapy can help to heal what ails you inside and out, through orgasms, understanding and the simple act of reaching out to touch someone, or letting someone touch you, even if that someone is you just touching yourself.
On Saturday afternoon, my personal roller coaster took a dip down into the doldrums when a small disagreement between me and my Captain somehow bloomed into a crisis that almost crashed our car, sending us careening into smithereens. You might say that this is “not very bonoboësque” for the two Bonobos-in-Chief to be bickering, and in a way, you’d be right. After all, bonobos are the Make Love Not War great apes. That doesn’t mean they never fight however, they certainly do; they just don’t kill each other. The Bonobo Way is not a blueprint for eradicating conflict; it just helps us to resolve conflicts with empathy, inclusivity and good sex. So thankfully, this Thanksgiving story doesn’t end with a homicide. Though honestly, I feel (and look) like I just had a “death in the family” when I start this (eventually) amazing show that uplifts my spirit as well as my butt. Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners, “the show must go on,” and that in and of itself is a healing thing.
I get a good strong dosage of my own erotic theater therapy on this show, with the help of my fellow Bonobovillians and our awesome guests, and by the finale, my beloved Captain and I are back in each other’s arms, a bit scarred by our scary roller ride, but ever so much more deeply in love. Sing Hallelujah, with a fedora tip to the late great Leonard Cohen.
And so we celebrate Spanksgiving, as we have done pretty much every Saturday night after Thanksgiving since we first figured out that “thanks” rhymes with “spanks”. Yes indeed, on Thanksgiving, let us give thanks for all we have (because we just might lose it). And on Spanksgiving, let us give spanks to all consenting adults who need spankings. And let us practice the Bonobo Way amongst each other, embracing our fascinating and somewhat frightening differences, as well as our far greater similarities, as we whack away our bottom lines, some of us in blissful “sub space,” others envisioning a future where we will live together in peace through pleasure… with a little spanking. And let us spank our hands together across a nice warm and willing ass, and let us sing Amen and AWOMEN….
It’s our duty to spank booty on Spanksgiving!
Why do we spank on Spanksgiving? For one, it feels good, for both the spanker and the consensually spanked spankee. Even when it feels bad, it feels good, at least for some pain sluts, like our own self-proclaimed “endorphin addict,” Jacquie Blu who ass. produces this show, quite literally.
Spanking is fun! It can also be a surprisingly effective form of therapy, as Russian studies have shown, along with our own anecdotal research conducted here at the Block Institute. We certainly do a lot of it on the show, especially on certain holidays like Lupercalia, Krampus, Full Moons, birthdays and all through Kink Month. But spanking on Spanksgiving has its own special, sublime, homey, personal and sometimes political meaning.
This is partly because for many of us, Thanksgiving while delicious, is an inherently hypocritical American holiday wherein most of us have to hold back on expressing our real feelings for fear of triggering some obnoxious relative. Plus it’s all based on this almost entirely fictional story about Pilgrims and Native Americans holding a bonoboësque feast of togetherness when actually those plucky Pilgrims slaughtered as many “heathens” as they could with their matchbox muskets, cannons and smallpox (very unbonoboësque, to say the least). Though Native tribes returned the offense, killing more than a few Pilgrims too, the end result was a Native American genocide of horrifically unappetizing proportions.
Thus on Spanksgiving, we spank and get spanked in penance for our ancestors’ original “sin” against the natives of this land we call America (until the Orange One rebrands it as Trumplandia). Does Spanksgiving do any good to the Native Americans? Not really, except for the ones who are enjoying the spectacle along with us. We can’t just spank away our ongoing sins against the indigenous tribes of this land, the latest being the Dakota Access Pipeline (in which Trump owns stock) nor the people America has bombed, nor the foreign lands America has invaded, nor our own citizens killed unjustly under color of law, nor even our own small sins against each other.
Spank Away Fears
But I do believe we can spank away our fears. These include phobias based on childhood traumas (which may have included spanking), as well as our basic fear of being hurt. Indeed, a good adult spanking *alchemically* transmutes leaden pain into golden endorphins. And so we learn that when administered with love and care, pain really does lead to gain, reminding us of that political declaration that has so much personal resonance, the “only thing we have to fear is fear itself.”
PHOTO1: ZANE BONO. PHOTO 2 & 4: SARAH BELLA. PHOTOS 3: ABE BONOBO
In these times when many of our fears are not so “unreasonable,” considering the ridiculously bellicose platform upon which our President-Elect waged his campaign of terror, now emboldening the likes of the KKK and so-called “alt-right” neo-Nazi groups, I encourage our Spanksgiving spankers to spank away our fears of resistance to what we know is wrong, things like tyranny, racism, misogyny and injustice.
Anger Management, The Bonobo Way
Fear is often accompanied by anger, which brings us to the “anger management” aspects of consensual adult-on-adult spanking. Besides being scared, a lot of Americans are angry. We just went through a very angry election, and now that it’s over (sort of), many feel even angrier. There are protestors in the street yelling “not my President,” calling for recounts and the abolition of the Electoral College. Green Day interrupted their own AMA performance with an angry chant of “No Trump! No KKK! No Fascist USA.” Trump supporters seem to be just as angry, if not angrier than Trump opposers. Salon writer Heather Digby Parton calls it “Sore Winner Syndrome.” They hear Trump’s call for “unity” as license to verbally and sometimes physically assault anyone who protests, wears a safety pin or ruefully speaks out about how we managed to elect America’s rudest dude to our highest office.
Edvard Munch & Erotic Alchemy
Tensions are high on all fronts, including my personal life, and baby, it’s cold outside, so I don cozy gauntlets fashioned from socks that feature Norwegian Expressionist artist Edvard Munch’s iconic symbol of primal angst, “The Scream.”
Anger Management, Spanksgiving-style, transforms the scream of anguish into moans of ecstasy and giggles of delight. It’s erotic alchemy at its finest.
Don’t Spank Children – Spank Consenting Adults!
This doesn’t mean that you should spank your children. Although spanking the cushiony buttocks is generally better than striking most other parts of the body, it is still a kind of child abuse. Moreover, studies show that regular spankings and other forms of corporal punishment will lower kids’ IQs. On top of that, they are likely to develop an erotic taste for spanking as adults. Not that a fetish for spanking is necessarily a problem, and adults who weren’t spanked as children also enjoy spanking and other forms of impact play. Light or hard, OTK (over the knee) or tied to a cross, by hand or with a flogger, belt, crop, cane or paddle, it’s a great form of outercourse with something fun for (almost) everyone.
Mistress Erikka of Sanctuary LAX & DomCon LA
For Spanksgiving 2016, we gather a great group of spank-a-licious friends and lovers, spanking buffs, experts and spank-curious newbies, to teach, learn and share techniques, as well as give true spanking confessions. It’s great and such a blessing to be able to let my personal emotions flow through such a fantastic channel of expression and come out the other side filled with joy and appreciation for my friends, lovers, guests, muses and, most of all, my Captain.
Though first-time guest Mistress Erikka Rijks of Mistress Cyan’s Sanctuary LAX has never before been on the show, I saw her beautiful and striking (pun intended) self at DomCom LA 2016 where I delivered the Bonobo Way of FemDom Power. She’s looking splendid in her black corset, stockings and red heels as she flogs and then spanks a stripped down ass. producer Jacquie Blu, for whom this is just a little warm-up.
King Noire flogs Gypsy & Daniele
Next up is another first-time guest, the sultry and well-muscled King Noire who shows off his fancy Florentine flourishes with elkskin and plastic floggers which resemble nunchaku. His first lovely and willing “victim” is our own darling Gypsy Bonobo (a therapist here at the Institute), all dressed up for Spanksgiving like a Pilgrim sexpot in a little black dress wrapped with white lace.
Gypsy has never been flogged like this and, when I tell her it’s better than a trip to the spa, she doesn’t quite believe me… until she experiences it for herself. Then she can’t get enough of that floggerific stuff, baring her round butt and arching her back for it well into the afterparty, causing her porcelain buns to glow as red as Santa’s panties.
PHOTOS 1 & 2: ZANE BONO. PHOTO 3: SARAH BELLA
Our spank-curious, pansensual power couple, Daniele Watts & Chef Be*LIVE (both also therapists with the Block Institute), are ready for their Spanksgiving initiation rites. I gave them each a light Bonobo Way book-spanking on the Captain’s and my 24th Wedding Anniversary, but this is their first Spanksgiving.
Both were raised Seventh Day Adventist and spanked as kids, though Daniele wasn’t spanked much nor very hard. In any case, the lovely and talented Ms. Watts (occasionally sporting a humungous donut headdress that truly out-hats me) experiences a kind of spanking revelation while watching this show’s demonstrations and explorations. She also her gets own beautiful bouncing butt flogged by the skillful hands of King Noire while wearing Bonoboville bunny ears and Gypsy’s black lingerie. Then the King gives the Chef a few lessons in flogging that prove spank-educational for all.
PHOTOS 1, 2 , 4, 6 ZANE BONO. PHOTOS 3 & 5: SARAH BELLA
Spanking The Chef
Then it’s Be*Live’s turn to strip down and take it, cheered on by Daniele’s giggles and words of encouragement. Although this is seriously not easy for him, having been smacked hard around the thighs many times as a boy with a switch he had to cut himself from the family yard.
As he gasps and sighs, tensing and releasing old hurts under the loving crop and slightly stingy flogger of Mistress Erikka, it really does seem she is flogging the fear out of Chef Be*LiVE’s behind. This is spanking therapy of the body, mind and spirit, spanking the Chef into giving a heartfelt “confession” of his feelings right here in the Church of Bonoboville.
Everybody Must Get Spanked!
Ikkor the Wolf joins the fun as I woman-handle him in the “Fuck Trump” shirt he wore when he voted. Then three bonobo gals form a spanking conga line for our guest Domme and Dom, as they flog them in rhythm to Carmina Formosa’s The Kinkster,, inspired by the Bonobo Way.
Even I get a short flogging from King Noire which is good spanking therapy for my personal and political tensions, as Gypsy gets flogged by Mistress Erikka. Not that it solves any real-world problems; it just makes me feel good, which is a big plus after such a tense day.
We also spank our Trump effigy’s plush pink balls.
After the live broadcast, I rush into my Captain’s arms as he gives my butt a light spank and my lips a big kiss. The bar is abuzz with free-floating endorphins, but the spankings have just begun, especially for Jacquie who gets additional floggings from Mistress Erikka and Mistress Cyan’s storied business partner, Garry Spain.
PHOTO 1: ABE BONOBO. PHOTO 2: SELFIE. PHOTO 3: SUSAN BLOCK. PHOTO 4: ZANE BONO
Then our own Paniscus Brecht steps in to give Jacquie a swashbuckling Spanksgiving run for her subspace money. Epic, theatrical and downright Brechtian, he spanks and yanks hard enough to make even our little pain slut squirm with shivers of pain. Fortunately for those of us who are watching, and would otherwise be calling 911, Jacquie is quite vocal about enjoying every minute of Pan’s special Spanksgiving torture worthy of Trump’s wildest “enhanced interrogation” wet dreams. Though ours is quite consensual and doesn’t get much more “information” out of Jacquie than sighs of elation.
More public spankings and private stuffings ensue in the twinkling bar, gardens, studios and bedrooms of Bonoboville. Thus conflict is transmuted into cumming… and coming home again to a place we can explore our limits, roleplay our fantasies, expose our vulnerabilities, work out our differences and spank our fears away.
And for that we are immensely thankful. And spankful.
Slappy Spanksgiving one and all, and to all a good flogging. Better than a trip to the spa!
Thanks to this week’s volunteers: Camera Operators – Jamal Berry, Conwell Stewart; Photographers – Sarah Bella, Daniel Montalvo, Tony Guevara; and our in-house bonobos Abe Perez, Beverly Bonobo, Del Rey, Gypsy Bonobo, Harry Sapien, Jacquie Blu, MarsFX, Paniscus Brecht and Zane Bono.
© November 27, 2016. 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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