Myths Explained

Mainstream Porn is often incorrectly associated with child porn and paedophilia.
Just like the gay industry and the fetish world, child pornography is in no way in bed with the mainstream porn business. Unlike the gay and fetish industries that do on the rare occasion cross paths with us, the child porn one does not EVER!

Child pornography is by its definition a medium used for people to get off on just like fetish porn or gay porn or straight porn but that is where the similarities and associations end.

Despite already being thrown in the same pit as these evil people by the media, religious groups and members of the public, to which u might think, well there is no smoke without fire or you are already being tarnished with the same brush so you probably all do it just to live up to your already rubbished reputations, we actually feel as disgusted as these accusers do. We know people hate us anyway just for our seemingly immoral behaviour but we do have some morals. We are normal people and we get really offended by people who think we socialise and work alongside paedophiles.

In fact producers dealing in films that portray girls at too young an age usually find themselves being completely snubbed by the rest of the industry. School uniforms might actually be the consumer’s costume of choice but most producers refuse to supply this one demand.

And as for snuff movies, well I have to concede that these are a myth too.
I don’t deny they may happen but they certainly aren’t made by porn producers to cater to a demanding market. The porn industry actually realises they need talent for the business to work so killing them off isn’t exactly effective to productivity.

Snuff movies are the result of murderous nutters with a camcorder.

I remember making light of this phenomenon with a friend once when I first got into this crazy world. As I got out of his car and went to walk off I called back saying I was going to be filming one of those snuff films tomorrow. Then finished off by stating that if I enjoyed it I might ask to do another one.

Jokes aside it worked at reassuring him I wasn’t going to disappear anytime soon and that I work amongst usually civil people who know the difference between right and wrong.

Saved My Ass

Even though the Europeans are renowned for their fetish porn ranging from BDSM to bestiality and we are more known for our camp Benny Hill style efforts we do a fair bit of fetish film making here in the UK ourselves. Ok firstly I know the UK is in Europe but in porn they are considered two different territories.

Much like the gay film makers the fetish film makers are in there own separate clan and don’t tend to merge much with the mainstream pornographers. The variety of fetishes is to vast to mention but a lot of fetish “people” consider sex is nothing to do with their chosen fixation and so snub the dirty porno makers. They are rather snobby it must be said.

The point I’m trying to make here is that those people of the public that like to lump all porn makers into one big shady ses pit of scum don’t realise that the industry is very compartmentalised. The people that make extreme fetish porn don’t hang out with the people that make gay or vanilla porn. The people that make gay porn are very insular to the straight or fetish film industry. Rarely do any of these genres overlap.

But, again mainstream performers get cast in some of these fetish movies from time to time. Two particular fetishes that are very British based are spanking and WAM (wet and messy). That strict old fashioned discipline mixed with some repressed kink. The nice peachy white arse of some naughty English rose bent over a school master figure. Or the humiliation of getting gunged. Maybe for not getting a question right on a 1980’s Saturday morning kids TV show or maybe just for rebelling and having a jolly good food fight and messing ones spiffingly clean clothes up. We do as a nation have all the messy desserts that make WAM so possible.

I had a near escape with a hardcore spanking shoot early on in my career. Id only been in the business a few weeks and id had a few shoots but things had quietened down slightly. I was a little panicked that id quit my job and now I wasn’t going to get any more work being a porn slut. So when one of my agents called me up whilst knicker shopping and asked me if I’d do a spanking film I reluctantly agreed. I’m not at all into being spanked although I have no aversion to dishing it out. I realised I was going to be asked to do things I didn’t really enjoy in this job – isn’t everyone anyway? In some respects being a porn star is like being an actress. You pretend you like things or pretend you like them more than you actually do. So my monetary concerns and professional head told me to say yes to the job. In all honesty I really didn’t like the sound of it at all. I was warned I would be severely spanked and that it would be painful. No one ever lied to me about this fact. I handle pain well and even later when the producer – a somewhat well known character famed for his spanking movies and wealth – called me up to make sure I knew what I was letting myself in for. Id managed to convince myself id be ok and convinced him I’d be ok for the job in the process.

The next day I was just about getting ready to leave the house and make my way to the set when another agent of mine called up and asked what I was up to. I told him about the shoot and he rapidly started to explain to me the extent of spanking shoots. No one lied to me about what was going to happen they just preyed on my naivety. I didn’t know I would be beat until I bled. I didn’t know if I asked to stop I wouldn’t be paid. I didn’t know I wouldn’t be able to sit down on the train on the way home. I dint know I would be too bruised to work for the next three weeks. Suddenly the £250 I was getting didn’t sound so worth it.

I didn’t want to let these people down after convincing them id do the job despite knowing I was going to regret going through with it.

My agent convinced me to come and sit with him in his office that afternoon. He said he’d pay my train fare there and buy me a drink in the pub, just so he would know that I wouldn’t go through with that damning shoot. Strange thing is that’s probably one of the nicest things anyone ever did for me in this business but that agent turned out to be a nasty piece of scum anyway. I just had to call the producer and say I wasn’t coming. My other agent who had got me the job wasn’t going to be pleased but they must have half known to expect it in reality.

The more weeks went by in the business the more girls I met and an amazing amount of them told me stories of going to work for the rich spank daddy. One had to sit on a rubber cushion on the way home. One had to cancel a shoot she had the following day as she was so black and blue. All put on a brave face and I imagine had been pre warned in the same half truth fashion as me.

The odd thing is no one ever ever slated the vicious sod doing this. A lot even became friends with him.

A Real Womans Touch

Isn’t being in transsexual or gay porn abit risky???
Well maybe but in my experience with Miss Thing I believe she is one of the safest performers I’ve ever had the good fortune to work with.
She insisted we both go out and get fresh tests a few days before the shoot and because this was above and beyond the norm she offered to pay for it as well. She even got a special test which can detect HIV in a shorter window period as a good will gesture. These tests aren’t typical in the UK. They sound fabulous but the realities are they can throw up false positives.
We sat and discussed health issues for a while before we began the shoot too.

So what’s it like being with a he/she?
I was excited but I didn’t really know why. Miss Thing was, like myself, only human after all.
Actually her professionalism scared me more than anything else. She was very serious about what she did and I think one of the most focused people I’ve ever worked for. Some shoots it’s just like a constant party on set which is fun and some are so over choreographed it’s no fun at all. Her determination and drive were inspiring though. She wasn’t just doing this for a giggle, this was her business.

So we got ready and the cameras started to roll. She confessed she was actually nervous of working with me which I found flattering but helped me relax.
She was more sensual than a guy or any girl’s id ever filmed with before. I suppose she really had to work to prove her femininity where as most girls get in front of a camera and get abit masculine thinking the braver they are the better. With Miss Thing I actually felt like I was with a woman.

Then came the unveiling of the penis and I got butterflies again. It’s not like I’d never seen or handled a cock for heaven’s sake but I think I did what I’m always complaining men do to me. I put her on a magical pedestal. I had imagined her to be some wondrous creature like a unicorn and her cock would have sparks flying out the end of it or something.

The reality was it was just a cock. So I engaged my brain and did what I usually do when presented with such a thing. I was probably a little more tender than usual as I felt that’s the way things were progressing. I’ve since seen some of Miss Things other films and she is used to getting the shit fucked out of her like any true hardcore performer will be so this turned out to be quite a different scene for everyone involved including the paying customers.
I soon forgot Miss Thing was part man and part woman. One minute id have a lovely pair of tits in my face and the next a lovely hard cock. If I shut my eyes it was like being a part of a three some with another man and woman.

We did some anal positions and again she showed her empathy for me as a female performer. Most guys in porn are used to shoving there well endowed cocks up a girl’s tight ass but few know what it feels like to receive one. Miss Thing obviously did and so she teased me to begin with and made sure I was comfy which was a refreshing change.

The only down side I found to the whole thing was at the end. I love all the screwing but to me the cum shot at the end is always the icing on the cake. No pun intended. It’s like a reward for a job well done. Its closure on the event.
Miss Thing went on to explain that the hormones she takes mean she doesn’t produce sperm only seminal fluid which is very clear and not visually ideal for films. Plus there isn’t so much of it. So I was abit disheartened to find that my favourite bit wasn’t going to be a mind blowing finale. I understood why though.

And with that she spunk all over my face!