I’m feeling a bigger and bigger attraction towards the world of TV these days. If you asked me  why this is I would have a hard time explaining it. The irony is that I don’t even own a TV. I don’t feel as if I’m missing out on anything and I function perfectly well without gameshows, celebrity gossip or the latest docusoap. Still, the potential for TV to promote and develop Planet Venus can not be ignored.

I had anticipated being booked for a TV appearance or two after Interviu magazine featured me on its cover and inside its pages. Despite my efforts to get on TV at that time, I was constantly reminded, by someone who must remain nameless, that it would be much easier for me to be featured if I went out with a footballer or if I got off with Paquirrin. When I thought about it I decided that I was not that desperate.

Fortunately, my ambition to have a higher profile on TV is being realised without me having to compromise or do what other people think is necessary to succeed. I was right not to follow their advice. TV is finding me and not the other way round.

These pictures were shot a year ago and I have been waiting for an excuse to use them since then. Now I can because I was on TV just last Friday ( May 11th 2012). I appeared in a segment of the programme Callejeros made by Canal Cuatro Spain. I got to talk about my ongoing addiction to rabbit vibrators of all kinds.

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I bought this vintage dress because it seemed so innocent. It was almost the thing a puritan might wear to church. That thought passed through my mind when I chose it to wear to the Fashion and Fetish show at The Brandery in Barcelona. When I was waiting for my connection at the metro I was suddenly aware of the lingerie I was wearing beneath it. It would be so easy for a gust of wind to reveal to other commuters just what lay underneath the puritan outerwear. The underwear was a lot different.

Some people asked me why I hadn’t gone wearing latex or some other kinky material. What they didn’t realise or could have known was that I had planned my underwear very carefully for its powerful fetish content. My black high heels were obvious, of course. So was a small amount of retro-seamed coffee coloured stocking clinging to each leg. I had chosen the stockings at the same time as the pointed bullet bra that gave my bust such a distinctive outline. They could only have come from What Katie Did.

Further up my vintage stockinged legs, the six-strap suspender belt felt tight against my thighs and waist. I knew my derriere was clearly visible through the sheer, black panties. There was no way to hide it if there was an accidental upskirt moment or even a deliberate one. What I really wanted was to recreate the famous poster image from the film “Secretary”. The model is standing and bent forward. She is offering her bottom up for scrutiny and spanking. Sadly, The Brandery was not the place to treat myself.

I wore the same outfit for a vintage fetish photo-shoot. To be more authentic I added my soft leather gloves. Then I hung a fur around my neck. The more things I could start out wearing, the more I could take off. It seemed obvious what the shoot should be about. I thought of a vintage striptease and began to pose.

There is only one thing better than wearing a puritan style dress and that is taking it off. That is especially true when you have such scandalous lingerie underneath.

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Photos by Andrew OHara

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It is quite common for me to be asked what my favourite fetish is. Believe it or not, that is not a question that I can answer very easily.

My taste in fetishes can be dependent upon my mood or even the time of the year I find myself in. In Winter, I can indulge myself by wearing stockings and suspenders, latex dresses, designer corsets, tight woollen sweaters and, especially, leather gloves. Although I’m looking forward to warmer temperatures and the approach of Summer, it will be a shame to pack my burgundy-coloured Marks and Spencer gloves away. I’m holding on to them for as long as I can.

I remember that I was in the U.K. and on a mission to do some shopping when I saw these gloves. I had intended to buy some things that I missed from home but I forgot all that when I saw the rack that the leather gloves were displayed on. I went over immediately and looked for a pretty black pair in my size. Black leather goes with absolutely everything where clothes are concerned. Then, I had an idea. My usual lipstick colour is either MAC Red or MAC Vino lipliner. What if I wore gloves that matched my lips? I saw this pair and they were exactly the same shade.

Their fit was perfect and the leather, when I opened and shut my hand, was soft and smooth with a rich and arousing aroma. I didn’t want to take them off and have to wait in a queue to make them mine. Now, when I hear people complaining about the cold, I have to hide the fact that I’m secretly delighted. It means I can wear my gloves as often as I like and indulge one of my favourite fetishes.

It doesn’t matter which style or colour of clothing I wear in Winter because I know that my leather gloves and pouting lips will always be perfectly coordinated.

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It has been said, quite often, that the most rewarding way to learn another language is to do it when you are in bed with a foreigner. You may find that they are only too pleased to lead you through the lessons and correct you ,with humour, when you make a little mistake. What would you do though if you were in bed with someone and you did not know what to say or how to even begin? Sex is a universal language, but to have great sex relies upon good communication and conversational skills to explain to them exactly your perversions are.

Ingles Para Pervertidos “English For Perverts” (Bookad 2012) encourages you to learn and practise all of those words that your teacher would always disapprove of and punish you for repeating in class. They would never show you the words or even acknowledge them. My new book has eight chapters: “The Human Body”, “In Bed”, “LGBT”, “Sexy Shopping”, “The Dark Side”, “Porn”, “Chat” and “Sexual Health”. Each one is beautifully designed and contains all the sexy vocabulary you’ll need for almost any occasion. The grammar exercises are unique and unlike any teaching materials you have ever seen before.

Ingles Para Pervertidos is intended for use by intermediate level English students but do not be discouraged by this because anyone, at any stage, can benefit greatly from its arousing approach to education. At any point in the text, if you need a break from the hard work of learning, you will find the pages lavishly illustrated by themed photographs of myself taken by Guy Moberly. They are always relevant to the associated chapter and are very distracting.

All the images are raw and have been produced especially for this essential volume.

No library of English teaching text books will be complete without “Ingles Para Pervertidos”

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Aprende inglés con Inglés para pervertidos (Bookad 2012)

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Aprende inglés con Inglés para pervertidos (Bookad 2012)

When I’m brushing my teeth I sometimes think of suckable sweets instead of toothpaste. The minty taste makes me think about sweet shops and summer holidays. Sometimes I forget to spit out the froth and I swallow it instead. Everyone knows that good girls shouldn’t swallow but sometimes they just can’t help themselves.

I brush my teeth every night before I go to bed. I’m meticulous about oral hygiene and I always have been. I prefer to use an electric toothbrush because it gives me more control and my new one is rechargeable so I’ll never be dependent on batteries ever again. I’d never use a manual one because it takes too much effort and it makes me feel submissive. I deserve to have a slave to perform necessary tasks for me even to keep my teeth clean.

I was modelling my industrial mesh bodystocking at a photographers house a few weeks ago. We’d already taken a lot of photos before I let him know that I needed a break. He made me a coffee and I drank it quickly. I hate having coffee-breath so I wanted to freshen my mouth immediately. He pointed me in the direction of the bathroom. I’m very fussy about other people’s toothbrushes though.

I squeezed out some toothpaste on my finger and rubbed it back and forth across my teeth. It was hard work but my gums tingled after a minute or two. It was a messy process and splatters of minty froth ended up on the mirror. I was gagging and gargling as bubbly slobber dripped from my mouth and trickled down my chin. The bathroom was cold and I was naked apart from the thin black mesh of the bodystocking. My derriere was exposed and my hard nipples poked through the holes.

The photographer didn’t take much convincing when I ran back in my high heels and explained how perverse my reflection was with white stuff dangling from my freckled chin.

I tried to be a good girl and spit but I couldn’t help swallowing.

Once or twice.

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Photography by Guy Moberly.

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Lipstick porn doesn’t need to waste time teasing. There’s no need for foreplay, so no naked lips or pouting. Lipstick porn just gets straight down to it. It makes no excuses or compromises. Lipstick porn is only true to itself when it’s XXX rated. It’s either hardcore or it’s nothing.

Before the shoot I prepared my lips for their lipstick porn debut. I dug out my secret stash of Mac Red lippy and I outlined my lips first. I made a smooth heart shape or Cupid’s bow around the edge. I opened my lips and blew a horny kiss to my reflection. With some soft strokes of the lipstick, I filled in the gaps then pushed my shiny lips back together into the tight line of a fantasy vulva.

I had to wait for a few minutes before the cameraman was ready. I didn’t need a fluffer to keep my tingling lips primed for an award-winning hardcore performance. They were wet and ready. We began the session almost immediately. The camera crept in closely and observed every intimate action as I unwound the lipstick again. After a moment I pressed the hard tip into my plump lips and probed my pout, feeling my way around.

The “slip-out” is a classic convention in Gonzo porn and I referred to it at once. The lipstick slipped, staining my teeth and smearing my cheek with redness. Was it accidental or deliberate? Who knows. I made sure that I took my time when I pressed the tip back in.

I changed position and used a lip brush instead. After getting it placed in the ideal spot I pushed it in and prised open the resisting lips. I followed up with fingertip probing and stroking. My lips looked even moister as I worked on them. The soft tension began to build as the camera captured everything in delicious detail.

Then, with my ripe red lips perfectly painted, I knew I was ready for my cosmetic come-shot. It’s what everyone who loves lipstick porn is waiting for.

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Photography by Guy Moberly.

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A few years ago I wouldn’t have been seen dead wearing a pair of high-waisted panties. They were seen as unfashionable even before the now iconic scene in the “Bridget Jone’s Diary” film. Bridget, played by Renée Zellweger, had been conflicted about her imminent date with the sleazy character played by Hugh Grant. Would she choose skimpy, sexy knickers or the enormous, off-white, pair that would hold in her ample curves? When she held the high-waisted ones aloft the whole female audience, myself included, laughed and cringed. Those panties represented everything that we didn’t aspire to be.

I was as surprised as anyone with the unexpected decline of the thong and the rise of the “Brazilian” style instead. Nowadays, panties are big and they seem to be getting bigger. Sales of larger knickers are booming as women relegate skimpier styles to the back of their underwear drawer. Boy shorts and high-waist briefs reappeared on the high street and now sales are booming. One reason for this is the fashion for “underwear as outerwear” promoted by Lady Gaga and Lily Allen among others. The other trend that has revived interest in them is the popularity of all things retro. The eager acceptance of 1950′s waist-cinching styles has done more than anything to help big panties lose their “Bridget Jones” image.

When I was shopping in Marks and Spencer recently I made sure I had a look at their high-waisted knickers. I found out that they’d changed a lot. Instead of the cringeworthy styles I had expected there was now more detailing: lace, ruffles and accessories that accentuated rather than just covered up what can be a woman’s best asset. They still looked huge when I picked out a pair that was my size. I bought them anyway without knowing if I’d ever wear them.I got them home before I tried them on.

They were much sexier than I was anticipating and I knew I had to feature them in a photo-set.I settled on a mismatched 50′s style that paired a nude-coloured bra with the cerise-coloured high-waisters. The bra’s black trim really worked against the panties as I hooked my thumbs into their waistband and began to play. In a nod to the retro style I styled my long red hair in tight, bouncing, curls. Then I enhanced its coppery tones with glossy red lipstick and classic calendar girl eye make-up. My pale skin began to look even paler under the hot lights.

High-waisted panties have come a long way since “Bridget Jone’s Diary”.

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Photography by Guy Moberly.

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There is nothing as revealing as a bodystocking. This is true even if it isn’t crotchless. Fortunately, for this set, that wasn’t going to be a problem. When I took it out of its packaging and unfolded it, it was obvious just how open it would be around the derriere area. I got excited just thinking about wriggling into the mesh and fitting it onto my naked, topless, body. It wasn’t long before I had the perfect opportunity.

Sometimes I have to plan my look before I can be satisfied with the fetish image I want to project. There was no problem before this shoot. The wide mesh tickled my bare skin and dragged against my curves. My breasts were sculpted and pressed down. I made sure my hard nipples poked out through openings in the stylish netting of the bodystocking. Its black mesh clung tightly all over and made me feel as though I was wearing a little something even though I realised it was hardly anything. I wondered just how much of my pale skin showed through. Almost all of it, I hoped.

To emphasise all of that whiteness peeking through the grid of clinging threads, I needed to do something slightly different with my long red hair. After having it fastened into a retro style with metal clips for a while, I undid it and wore it loose. The coppery curls were incredible and the fringe gave me exactly the effect I was looking for. All it needed was the coordinating reds of my lipstick and nail polish to add even more visual heat.

I remembered how liberating it felt when I walked around a bedroom wearing only high heels. I wondered if it would be the same if I was almost nude. It was just as much fun striding around in the bodystocking and the heels as it was without real clothes. I loved the generous ovals cut out of the sides and the scandalous opening revealing my derriere cleavage.

There is nothing as revealing as a bodystocking even if it isn’t crotchless…but it really helps.

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Photography by Guy Moberly.

The catsuit, in the world of fetish-wear, is a garment that has always been around. I’ve always wanted one but I’m fussy and I waited until I found the perfect one for me. I chose this one because it had an amazing wet-look image. Latex would have been a lot trouble to put on and pose in.

I was really excited about wearing the catsuit and when it arrived. I just couldn’t wait to put it on. I found out straight away that I couldn’t wear anything underneath it because it would show up in photos. I turned this disadvantage into an advantage and enjoyed my nakedness inside the tight, black catsuit even more. I knew that there would be no VPL and that my hard nipples would poke through the fabric. I got more excited when I realised that to everyone else I was fully covered in my reflective suit and shining high-heels. When I was dressed up, all I could really feel was my absence of underwear and the texture of the catsuit clinging to me like a perfect second skin.

When I was posing on the balcony, I looked around. Then, I looked down into the streets filled with ordinary people and small cars. It seemed as though I was in a private fetish world all my own and not a part of the everyday scene below. The normal world carried on without me. Occasionally, someone would look up when they saw a flash, notice me and seem confused. Sometimes I would hear a car horn. The whole situation was surprisingly horny. It added more to the shoot than I can explain.

When I saw the results of the session I still wondered what those people thought when they saw me up on that balcony, wearing my first catsuit.

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Photography by Guy Moberly.

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Does my bum look big in this? That’s what most women ask their partner or their friends when they’re out shopping and trying on a pair of jeans or a skirt. I’m the opposite, however. If my bum doesn’t look big in those clothes then they go right back on the shelf.

There are breast men, leg men and men who like a fine bottom. They like it even more when it’s displayed to its full potential. That’s why Beyonce, Jennifer Lopez and Kylie Minogue have found a special place in the heart of bum fans.

I don’t get the tabloid media’s obsession with Pippa Middleton’s bum at all. After the recent Royal wedding and the focus on Pippa’s rear end I was confused. I didn’t see a rear end on her at all. It was even more mysterious when women went on strange diets and started weird exercise progammes to be just like Pippa. It was a hard sell and it seemed to work. For me, the skinny bum syndrome is something that happens when you lose weight too quickly or do too much exercise. It’s always something to be avoided. Whenever it happens to me I know it’s time to stop and eat some cake.

I’m very fussy when it comes to buying panties. They have to be a good fit and be flattering to my bum. The bigger they make it look, the better. When I found these crotchless lace panties, I knew that they could have been designed with my derriere in mind. When I received them and tried them on I found out they might as well have been.

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Photography by Andrew O’Hara.

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