Heels Fetish is based on the transforming quality of premium footwear on the shape of the female foot and lower leg.
To wear high-heels well and walk in them convincingly is a result of constant self discipline and practice. A fetishistic spectator understands this and a woman who can demonstrate an expertise with heels commands nothing but respect, devotion and arousal from them.
Heels alter the centre of gravity, posture and height of a woman to such a degree that she almost becomes someone else physically; an individual that demands attention and compliance. In this way they have become required fetish-wear for any domme who seeks to use the power they represent.
As well as implying sharpness, firmness and the subordination of comfort in favour of control, heels can increase their effect by the material they are made from, particularly in the case of patent leather which gives them an unnatural, militaristic and mechanical image. They can be worn in their short form or combined with a long-boot design to enhance their total effect.
An increasingly popular variant on heel fetish is one where their scuffed and worn condition of the footwear becomes especially important to the fetishist in question.
The MAZE collection from Bijoux indiscrets allows me to be just that.
“Exciting paths that unveil secret directions with one true end: finding your true self” the packaging reads.
This philosophy certainly conforms with my current spiritual journey. I’m surrendering to the universe and seeing where it chooses to take me. It will lead me, hopefully, into the arms of someone who is as blissed-out and kinky as I am.
I have always envied women who are able to walk easily and elegantly in high heels without falling over. Sadly, I do not have as much luck as they do. It is very difficult for me to find shoes that combine sex appeal with comfort. The few times that I have gone out wearing high heels have ended up the same way and bruises are something that are never thought of as sexy. Because of my clumsiness, I only wear heels for photo sessions and sex sessions.
Shoe dangling can appeal to shoe fetishists, foot fetishists or both at the same time. I do wonder if the thrill that shoe dangling fetishists experience when a woman dangles her high heel shoes is the same If her balancing ability isn’t up to scratch, and the shoe falls to the ground suddenly and unintentionally, is it a turn on? Perhaps it’s the anticipation of the shoe dropping, and not the event itself, that causes so much arousal?
The warm weather has arrived, finally. I can appreciate the increased exposure of firm cleavages and long bare legs to greedy eyes on the street. While many pedestrians are thrilled about seeing more naked skin as they walk around, I cannot help but feel a little sad at the spectacle. As a devoted hosiery fetishist, the rising temperatures can only mean that my passion for wearing sheer seamed stockings, fishnet stockings and suspender belts will have to be put on hold again until autumn returns. I just adore going out dressed in extravagant lingerie. I enjoy wearing a short skirt over the top of stockings and suspenders especially. The feeling of my naked thighs stroking against each other with every single step of my high heels arouses me more than I can explain. It can be a real challenge to wear stockings and suspenders properly. It requires time, precision and no small amount of effort to get them looking just right. If they’re seamed stockings it’s even more complicated but its always worth it. That means ensuring that the seams are perfectly straight and that the stocking tops are at the identical height at the top of both thighs. Then it is essential to attach the clasps of the suspender straps with perfect symmetry. You can’t achieve this yourself without a full-length mirror. Alternatively, having the painstaking hands of an attentive sub simplifies the process completely. Recently, I discovered the solution to the problem of stockings and suspenders for lazy […]
Photo: Lourdes Ribas I went on a date recently with a potential sub. I was really looking forward to it until he begged me on Whatsapp to wear a skirt with stockings, suspenders and high heels for our first meeting. He seemed far too demanding for my liking and naturally I began to wonder what kind of sub he actually was. Even so, I thought I’d give him a second chance to impress me and instead of cancelling our date, I thought it would be a good idea to wear the opposite. When I turned up in jeans and flat sandals, I could tell he was disappointed. “I only wear heels for photos and sex,” I informed him later on that evening as I sipped a cold caipirinha. By then I had already decided that I wouldn’t be doing either with him, so why bother wearing heels? There’s nothing like slipping on a pair of high heels to feel sexy, it’s true. Nevertheless, heels can be a problem during sex, so I have discovered. As my height is 1.70m, (or 1.69m to be absolutely precise) I often tower over my Spanish lovers and that just isn’t sexy at all. Although I like to be in charge, I still like to feel dainty against a strong masculine body. Wearing heels for photos, however, is a must. Even if you can’t see them in the photo, they instantly enhance the figure and not just the legs: heels are essential for getting that […]
Cyberslave is a short film that tells the story of a struggling dominatrix and her relationship with Slave X. It explores the dynamics of a D/s relationship, Financial Domination, virtual relationships, during the current economic crisis.. …. But who is the slave? This is the first time I have taken to scriptwriting, I hope you enjoy it! I have always questioned the power dynamics in a D/s relationship when there is money involved. I’ve always believed that the person who pays is the one in charge. Especially if the money is used for everyday living costs, and therefore the dominatrix relies on her slaves’ contributions to live. This calls into question who really has the power. In Cyberslave I wanted to explore the how a financial domme tries to maintain control of her slave and herself, despite her total lack of control over her own situation. Written by and Starring Venus O’Hara Directed by Antón González and Vicente González Make-up and Art Direction: Mariam Elazzouzi Produced by La Isla
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
People assume that posing in front of a camera must be easy work. It is, but there is also a certain amount of masochism involved, especially in the casting process for modelling jobs. That can be just as enjoyable – but for different reasons. The masochism begins with the long wait to be seen at a casting session along with all of your intimidatingly attractive competitors. Sometimes the session is played out in front of those competitors as well as the casting director and the cameraman. That just increases the tension and the pressure on you to perform well. A casting can take the form of a simple presentation or it can combine poses and facial expressions. Others require reciting lines of dialogue or repeating an advertising blurb while wearing a rehearsed smile. I remember one particular casting when we were told to scream as loudly as possible. I’d already produced my very best “scary witch” laugh in the short film “Love Me like You Hate me” directed by Erika Lust. I imagined a simple scream would be easy. It was only when I was sitting in the waiting room that I had second thoughts. All I could hear through the thin walls was the sound of unseen people screaming randomly. It was intimidating and distracting. After a while, I decided that it was a little too masochistic to stay any longer. I got up and left as quietly as I could. As it turned out, the casting director had […]
It’s never easy to choose the right panties to wear for the day ahead. Sometimes it’s impossible to choose sensibly, especially if you’re a panty fetishist like me and you own over a hundred different pairs. In that case, the task is almost impossible. There are a few factors that must always be taken into consideration: Most women choose panties that seem similar to the bra that they are wearing, even if they only have a vague resemblance. I love the mismatched look and I always go for it. It’s really important to choose undies that work with your outerwear and not against it. For instance, panties with frills or ruffles never work and should be avoided outside of a photographers studio or someone’s bedroom. Any panties that encourage cameltoes are never recommended at the best of times. I also wonder how many girls take the time to do a proper “whale-tail test” in the morning. If they don’t, then everyone standing behind them in a supermarket as they lean down into a cold cabinet to find some frozen peas, will wish they had. It’s also important to consider whether your choice will be seen by anyone else, whether it’s a lover, doctor or paramedic. For me, doing sport means wearing comfortable panties, doing a photo-shoot requires something a little over the top and my heaps of designer underwear fit the bill perfectly. If I mean to seduce, my panty choice could be anything from simple cotton to lacy black […]
See-through clothing is any garment made with lace, mesh or sheer material that allows the wearer’s body or underwear-if any-to be seen clearly through its fabric. Before the 1980s, this type of clothing was still a taboo, even in the most popular celebrity and fashion forums. The trend changed in the late 80s as a result of the powerful influence of top-rated television soap operas like Dallas and Dynasty. In the 1990s knickers and bras became extremely brief, almost non-existent. Finally, although still seen as controversial, see-through materials have been featured heavily in catwalk fashion collections since 2006. In this set I explored the potential of a transparent black dress to reveal and conceal at the same time. The fabric stretched and gathered across my body in tight, but sheer, folds and, although I felt dressed, under the lights I knew my naked breasts and nipples were always on show and that my straightened red hair shone brightly. The effect of the thong was even better than I anticipated, it was hardly there and was more teasing when seen through the dress than if I had been naked.I felt the sheer material clinging to my legs and, with the high-heels, it only made them appear longer and more elegant than ever. [nggallery id=9] Photos by Yuky.
There’s no secret to the best way of getting a blowjob. If you want one, guys, you can’t just expect to get it when you feel like it. You have to earn it by going down and convincing her, in every way, that she will always come first. I was writing an article for GQ Spain called “10 things you still don’t know about women” and one of the points I made was that men still don’t go down on women nearly enough. I wanted to illustrate the point with some appropriate photos and these ones seemed perfect for the job. The tight panties I wore in the shoot were sheer and left little to the imagination. With my long red-straightened-hair, 80’s style make-up and see-through blouse I rolled around the throw and urged my hips and derriere forward, emphasising the centre of attention, as I thought about the joys of going down on someone. [nggallery id=7] Photos by Yuky.
Fishnet fetish has made its own niche in the world of sexual fetishism as a significant kink with unique associations. Fishnets is hosiery with an open, diamond-shaped, knit often used for stockings, tights and bodystockings. Fishnets cling close to the skin and emphasise every curve while, simultaneously, flattering and perfecting the shape of the wearers legs. It makes them appear sleeker and longer because of the repeated pattern. When stroking the surface of legs wearing fishnets, a fetishist’s hand feels resistance from the knit along with the smoothness of skin beneath it; the contradiction of textures is never less than arousing. The shoot was planned as a featured part of the Pecha Kucha Event where Yuky will be presenting a photographic project on the imagery made possible by transparent clothing. He chose me as the featured model and I had a great many ideas about how to flaunt myself through different sheer materials. I loved the combination of ripped black fishnet tights, shocking pink panties and my discount heels. I added in red nipple tassels, elbow length-black velvet-gloves and a glossy, patterned veil. Having my hair straightened made it look even longer than usual and, in combination with the fishnets and all the transparent surfaces, the effect was exactly what I had imagined. BUY THE FEATURE NIPPLE TASSLES HERE [nggallery id=5] Photogrphy by YUKY
I’d been dying to do a proper “artistic nude” set for ages and when the chance came, it was the day before I was booked in for an operation on my leg. I thought then that it was now or never. A nude is a piece of art that takes, as its central idea, the naked human body. The term can be applied to painting, sculpture, photography and a variety of mixed media. In photography, artnude is a style which makes the naked human body the most important element of a composition. Glamour photography places more emphasis on the model and his or her sexuality and treats the model as the primary subject. Many photographers consider an artnude photograph to be one that pays close attention to the human body, rather than the person. A photograph of an individual that is meant to be recognized is called a portrait and nude photographs often do not show a face at all. Artnude photography is generally not a casual snapshot, but a carefully composed image of a person in a still position. Photographers sometimes use extremes of light and dark, oiled skin and/or shadows falling across the body to show texture and structure more clearly. I had clear ideas about what I wanted to achieve with the shoot but the photographer, uncharacteristically for him, had different ones. As a result, the process took a lot longer than usual. There was a point where I wanted to give up and try again another […]
Thigh-high boots are considered by many to be erotic or kinky. They are used as fetish clothing in boot fetishism and shoe fetishism. Cheaper thigh-high boots are often associated with prostitution or sadomasochism. The image that they portray is so powerful that it has been adopted by the mainstream fashion industry. Thigh-high boots as articles of fetish clothing date back at least to the 1950s when Irving Klaw used them in the costuming of the models in his erotic photography, including Bettie Page. Since that time, they have been a staple of fetish and adult photography. In the summer, I cut an old pair of jeans down to make some shorts. I looked at the denim legs I had left over and, instead of throwing them away, I had an idea of how to use them in a photo-set. I decided to play around with the idea of thigh-high fetish and this is the result. Featured photography by Stephan
The hoodie fetish went mainstream on every news channel, in every country, this summer. Between 6th and 10th August, numerous London districts and – in a series of copycat incidents – other cities and towns in England saw widespread acts of rioting, looting and arson. When I saw all those feral teenagers out shopping aggressively in high street sports shops, electrical retailers and designer boutiques I thought to myself “it must be cold over there because everyone is wearing a hoodie”. Watching four nights of the mayhem on TV and online must have been a dream for the hoodie fetishists among us. They didn’t need to make excuses or feel self-conscious about their obsession as all of those hoodies filled the blazing, night-time streets – their only problem was that they were spoilt for choice about which one to fantasize over next. A hoodie is a sweatshirt with a hood and a very large pocket in front. It is capable of carrying those essential items for when you’re out on the street. Not only a symbol of street individuality, but a mark of brotherhood with friends, the hoodie has become unfairly associated with gang culture. Modern British media prefers to view the hoodie as a piece of primitive tribal clothing commonly seen in large quantities around street corners, public toilets and McDonald’s restaurants in town centres up and down the country, and almost certainly in any recently-stolen car. Instead of being a functional piece of casual-wear, the hoodie is seen […]
After a long day at work, cleaning is the last thing on anyone’s mind. It still has to be done though and many specialist agencies have woken up to the fact that real cleaning needs to have much more sex appeal. Such agencies now supply fantasy maids so that busy professionals can sit back and enjoy a domestic goddess cleaning the very things that they work so hard for. The service includes all aspects of housekeeping, stimulating conversation and a variety of french maid outfits. Sometimes you can decide what the maid wears. In this set I wanted to be a rebel cleaner in a messed up kitchen. I wasn’t happy with just piles of dirty plates on the floor so I hung underwear on the handles of the kitchen cabinets as well. In the set I am naked apart from my skimpy apron and my discount heels. It was only after we had finished this set that I found out about the apron fetish and, especially, the meaning of the Japanese word Hadaka. In Japan, the word Hadaka means nude and when it is paired with apron, a particular fetish is described. The term Hadaka apron is used to describe a situation where a person, almost always a woman, wears an apron over over her nude, or partially underwear covered body. For a continuation of this set, please see my Member’s Area. Photography by David Vega
I’m a polyfetishist and it must seem like I’m being promiscuous with my affections towards different kinks. A lot of monofetishists seem to think it must be a confusing way to live but – for me – it couldn’t be any easier or more exciting. I can’t imagine being completely faithful to just one fetish. How other people manage to do it is a mystery to me. I know people who live for those moments when they can indulge themselves in a single kink like tickling, smoking or foot fetish.These individual obsessions – to a monofetishist – exclude all others in their significance and I’d never criticise anyone’s fidelity to their chosen fetish. I adore tickling, smoking and foot fetish myself but if I focused on any one of them all the time I’d get really bored, really quickly. For me, every fetish photo-session needs to have a different theme to keep it as fresh and provocative as possible. In the winter – for example – fur fetish, tight cardigan fetish and stocking fetish seem more appropriate to shoot. In the summer though, wet clothes fetish, and sploshing get me going faster. Nothing remains the same and there are new fetishes developing all the time. Even something as recent and controversial as the hooded sweatshirt has produced it’s own, powerful ‘hoodie fetish with a – rapidly increasing – group of enthusiasts. I appreciate the devotion they show to their kink because I see the fetish value in almost everything around […]
The following images were styled and produced by myself to illustrate my book LOVE ME LIKE YOU HATE ME, written with Erika Lust. My objective in producing this set was to demonstrate that the power of bondage can be expressed and projected as easily from ordinary household objects and environments as it can from high-end fetish apparatus. In fact, the ability to fetishize familiar routines-things that we all do everyday-has to be the sexiest use of DIY that I know. Everyone showers or bathes. We know our bathrooms more intimately than any single place other than our bedrooms. In Barcelona on a cold February day I found myself abandoned in a strange bathroom. There was no real warmth to speak of, just two weak heaters to warm me up. The slippery mosaic tiles were freezing to my feet and as I got into the bath, my discount heels threatened to slip on the tiny, cold trickle of water left in the bottom. I was grateful to be wearing even a skimpy silk top, blue, sequinned knickers and my slave collar. Even my old snakeskin scarf, reworked as a blindfold, gave me a little bit of relief from the numbing cold. My shoulder blades, the small of my back and my firm derrière lay flat against the chilly porcelain. I felt my soft skin rise in lines of goosebumps and I was so drained of warmth that I couldn’t keep a single thought in my head. The photographer coiled the ordinary […]
The height of a female dominant’s heels is a particularly valuable device for emphasising her superiority in a BDSM relationship both physically and psychologically. The higher they are and the more lethal they look, the greater the adoration those heels demand from a cringing sub. They must never be too high to walk in, however, because the stern and unforgiving attitude they portray depends upon a confident stride. Extra high heels are usually worn by submissive females who use their inability to walk in them as a way to emphasise their subordinate role.Their bambi-walk combined with the glamourous length of leg that the heels allow sets up an arousing prospect for a dominant male. In this set I’m wearing heels borrowed from Kitsch in Barcelona and not my beloved discount ones. More images from this amazing shoot will be available soon in the pages of LOVE ME LIKE YOU HATE ME, my forthcoming guide to BDSM written with Erika Lust which will be available Autumn 2010. By the way, I couldn’t walk in the heels properly and needed the help of the photographer to move around the studio. Photos by Antonio Martinez Galiot aka Jokerbcn.http://www.ipernity.com/doc/jokerbcn Enjoy! Venus O’Hara
It came as a surprise when I received requests for a photo-set based on the fetish of ripped tights. I had no real idea of just how popular it was and how far its visual delights had spread. Its power as a superior fetish is based on the visual desire for the shapely legs of a beautiful woman wearing tights who then wilfully frustrates that desire by destroying the tights by hand while she’s wearing them. She undermines her anticipated sophistication with unexpected trashiness; any elegance compromised by debauchery. In vandalising an enhancement to her own glamour she embodies a thrilling contradiction and flaunts her erotic power over any audience. It takes hard work and a sense of humour to ladder a pair of tights properly. I was rolling around on a shifting surface of screwed up clothes and feeling naughty as I dug my fingers in to grab the material and tear it. The photographer was only too happy to join me and rip them a little more himself. I even crossed my legs and used my heels to penetrate the thin material and exaggerate the effect even further; laughing as I did it. As the flash went off, again and again, we were careful to maintain the sequential narrative of the mayhem. The holes in the stockings had to appear in the right order, just as a cigarette burns down in small stages; for the fans there’s nothing more important than that. Photos by David Vega. Enjoy! Venus […]
I cannot walk in heels to save my life and I really envy women who can. My shoe-shopping is always very limited. Often it’s just a question of “which ones can I walk in ?”. That eliminates about ninety per cent of any shoes, sandals or boots in any shop. I have the dilemma of trying to find something which is comfortable and not too nun-like. It’s not easy. I bought these heels in a discount shop for just 10 euros a couple of years ago to surprise a lover. They have actually never been worn in the street. When I look at the photos, I realise that they’re actually not that high and I envy the real heel-wearers even more. I have tried to wear heels outdoors but it has only resulted in twisted ankles and bruised knees, so I’ll just stick to wearing them indoors and on camera. Enjoy! Venus O’Hara Photography by Andrew O’Hara.
I’ve had a love-hate relationship with my legs over the years. I was very self conscious when I was about twelve, I started shaving them just up to the knees. In summer the boys at school used to pick on me saying that they liked my white socks, when in actual fact they were referring to the milk bottle colour of my legs. When I was around sixteen I started experimenting with fake tan, which wasn’t as good as it is now, and I had the orange knee problem. I couldn’t find a solution for having tanned legs and a few years ago it no longer was a problem as I could no longer expose my knees in the summer due to the appearance of an ugly varicose vein just behind my right knee. Luckily I had it operated on two years ago and now the scar is hardly visible. Since the operation I’ve been determined to flaunt my legs. It took a long time, lots of fake tan disasters and even an operation, but I got there in the end. Enjoy! Venus O’Hara Photography by Andrew O’Hara.
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
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.