I had the privilege of working with some erotic publishers when I was working in export sales in a printer a few years ago. It was great fun and it caused a great stir in my company when I showed my boss the content of my “orders”. It was a family company and in theory they would prefer not to print such things but at the end of the day, money is money. It was funny to see how my boss covered up the printed sheets of erotica with sheets from different orders, just so that his relatives wouldn’t see the scandal being produced in the factory. I joked with the machine operators about going easy on the “magenta” when printing a book about oral sex. Here I am with my collection of erotic books collected from my time as a sales representative in a printer. I’ve also thrown in a couple of non-erotic books in just to make a bit of a contrast. Enjoy! Venus O’Hara Photography by Andrew O’Hara
The word fetish derives from 15th century Portuguese feitiço, which meant charm or spell. A fetish is an object believed to have supernatural powers, or in particular, a man-made object that has power over others. Essentially, fetishism is the attribution of inherent value or powers to an object. The terms “erotic fetish” and “sexual fetish” were first introduced by the French psychologist Alfred Binet in the 1940s.
Today a “fetish” is an object, non-reproductive body part or action whose presence or existence causes excitement and/or arousal in an individual. An object might be latex or heels, a non-sexual body part could be legs or feet and tickling or smoking are examples of actions.
“Fetish” is also used as an adjective that relates to anything connected to the world of BDSM (Bondage, Discipline, Domination, Submission, Sadomasochism) such as fetish wear or fetish clubs.
Please find Venus O’Hara’s Fetish Glossary below with definitions and images.
I have no liking for housework, in fact, I hate it. Being a domestic goddess just means endless repetitions of the same futile chores. They have no seductive potential for me. That’s the point though. What seem like dull duties to me, become highly arousing to a cleaning fetishist who will always appreciate my efforts and my outfit. To entertain myself I wear my yellow marigold gloves and a tiny apron. To stimulate my audience I add my discount heels and a sheer top to the ensemble. I can make any domestic duty look sexy. I think that the popularity of this fetish is based on the the movements that women make when they do things around the house. When they are on all fours, scrubbing steps and floors, the regular rhythm of their hips, forwards and backwards, duplicates the way they might look when they’re having great sex. When they’re dusting they inevitably push their bottoms out, proudly. Who could resist? Photos by Daniel Bauer.
My love/hate relationship I have with gingham began in my formative years. I hated it to start with because I had no choice about wearing it; I was forced to, every single lesson. It was geometric and impersonal; its lack of distinctiveness made it the perfect uniform. It came back into fashion for grown-ups recently, so I bought some out of pure nostalgia. Nowadays the gingham fetish is bigger than ever. Suddenly it seems illicit and against the rules to wear it; the fetishistic buzz I get when I slide it on is incredible and now I love it. It only took me a short time to understand why gingham is such a major turn-on for some people, me included. A gorgeous young woman looks even younger when she puts on a gingham blouse.The rich combination of her youthful clothing and a conflicting sense of sensual experience, gained over time, causes such erotic confusion and visual pleasure in the eye of the beholder that I never get tired of exploiting it for my own enjoyment. When I remember the delighted voyeurs in the park who hid behind trees to steal glances and enjoy lingering stares at me while these pictures were shot, I can’t stop smiling. Photography by Daniel Bauer Enjoy! Venus O’Hara
Knee-length Socks Fetish
Welcome to the debut post of my brand-new fetish photo-blog. Here, in the near future, you will find regular updates containing my ideas and reflections on featured kinks with accompanying photo-sets that, I know, will illustrate my points in a more immediate and exciting way. I really can’t wait to guide you through the amazing variety of fetishes that are coming this way very soon. Knee-length socks are perfectly fetishistic in the way they affect the meaning of the most ordinary of garments. The semi-sheer chiffon blouse I wore in the photo-set clung closely to my shoulders and felt like I was wearing solid nothing. My pencil skirt suggested my curves but nothing more. Pulled down tight, it met the top of my patterned knee-length socks and the coverage was complete. Even standing in my discount heels, the image I projected was perfectly prim and proper. Then, I took hold of the skirt and pulled it up. Just a little bit. As the firm expanse of my soft, creamy thighs appeared between the top of the socks and the hem of the raised skirt I was transformed by that one small movement. What was prim became informal and what was proper became indecent. This is just an introduction to the world of fetish and it represents just the first post in a long list that includes the occasional kink you might have heard of, many that you haven’t and some you couldn’t possibly imagine. Photography by Andrew O’Hara Enjoy!