Redhead Fetish

The Redhead Fetish has been around for centuries. Russet, ginger or honey-blond, it doesn’t matter how it’s described-this shade maintains its popularity despite the increasing rarity of its appearance in public.The redheaded gene is, as we’re constantly being told, becoming rarer so the real thing is becoming more and more valuable as a resource for enthusiasts.

This isn’t the only reason why they are of such interest to some fetishists. A particular mythology has arisen about redheads-they are said to be temperamental, capricious and more inclined towards the earth than their blonde or brunette sisters. Physically, the combination of their hair colour with naturally pale skin and freckles marks them out from a crowd and, unlike other colourings, red hair is impossible to duplicate with store-bought dyeing kits.

Red hair often gets the wrong type of attention and its owners get singled out and are called names like “carrot-top” or Duracell. At a time when most young women ensure that they are smooth beneath their underwear, the mystique of an exuberant ginger bush is as essential for redhead fetishists as it is uncommon.They think of redheads as exotic creatures who are rare in their erotic potential.

    Exploring New Fetishes

    Even though it was the same model, shot in the same setting by the same photographer, the end result was so different to anything we’d done before. Together we created a ‘voyeur’ set. Our intention was to capture the essence of many fetishes. They include:
    Unaji (nape fetish), upskirt fetish, hosiery fetish, downblouse fetish, foot fetish, bra fetish and dangling heel fetish and more.

    Venus O’Hara’s Official Calendar 2015

    Most official calendars require a lot of preparation and although mine was no different (I stayed up until 6am to finish it), there was no stylist, make-up artist, hairdresser and most importantly, no post production. We live in an era of fake imagery from operated bodies that are later photoshopped to oblivion, but I think that perfection is anti-fetish, simply because it isn’t real. I’ve been producing my own official calendars since 2010 and I was looking for a theme for 2015 and after some hesitation it became obvious that it just had to be another calendar of selfies, seeing as I have taken almost ten thousand selfies this year so far. If you follow me on Twitter you will know that I publish an erotic selfie every morning, but to get that one single image, it often takes time and I inevitably end up with lots of outtakes. So I’ve decided to put some of those unpublished images to good use and include them in my calendar with my most popular hashtags on social media. Although I never photoshop my images, I often use some sort of filter, however, for this calendar I’ve decided to go completely natural. I hope you like it! [optin-monster-shortcode id=”upn4k7ncnf-post”] #NoMakeUpSelfie They say that the beginning of a new year gives us the opportunity to make a fresh start. #SexToyTester As part of the review process that I go through after I’ve received a new box of sex toys to test, I never forget […]

    Outdoor Fetish

    Although Fetish photography usually works best when it’s done in a controlled environment like a dungeon or a specially decorated studio, I like to push the boundaries. One way to do this is to perform discreetly in a public place like a pizza restaurant. Part of the fetish value can be found in the simple fact that it happens without the other customers realising that it is. Another advantage is that the event occurs halfway between a closed set and the outside world. There’s nothing quite like going outside for real though and shooting a fetish set where bystanders, voyeurs and joggers might catch a glimpse adds even more to the experience. When I’m posing outside, I have no idea what might happen. Having an unknown number of people in the background is always a risk. They may, or may not, even be aware that something provocative might be happening before their eyes or just at the periphery of their vision. What made this shoot even more thrilling and intimidating was that it took place in an area of dense woodland. That type of environment can attract and hide any number of onlookers. Some could be totally innocent. Others might have different reasons for being there. As I shed my clothes, my imagination began to suggest any number of perverse stories in my mind. I’d planned the shoot well in advance and I thought that I had everything under control and all eventualities accounted for. Then, in the distance, or […]

    Venus O’Hara’s Cover Shots

    I used to love going to the nearest kiosk to buy Spanish GQ so that I could see my monthly column in print. It was even more of a thrill when I had an article in the pages of Primera Linea. Nothing quite prepared me for seeing a rack of magazines with me on the cover though. There’s nothing like it. Sensualité September 2012 issue The creative team responsible for the magazine “Sexologies” has published the second digital edition of their new publication and I am its covergirl. Although I was posing for the photographer wearing a crotchless bodystocking, he chose to focus on my face instead. Then I remembered that the magazine was intended for a female readership. Sado and Bondage. A new and exclusive wraparound cover has been produced to update the Spanish version of Love Me Like You Hate Me, my book about BDSM written with Erika Lust. The book will now feature one of Sebas Romero’s most definitive portraits of me. This covergirl is wearing full make-up and a lace blindfold, of course. Primera Línea – June 2012 issue Although this cover image was taken in February, there was warm sunlight washing over me as I posed naked. I was concerned that my nipples wouldn’t appear hard enough so I asked the photographer if she had some ice. She nodded and smiled. I was careful to rub it on them so that they stood up just the way I wanted. Bedeseme – May 2012 issue This […]

    Instagram Fetish

    When I heard about Instagram I had no idea how much I would love it or how fetishistic it could be. As a fetish model I always look forward to my next photo-shoot even when I’m in the middle of the current one. Conventional photo-sessions can be dependent for their success on circumstances beyond my control. I have to trust the judgement and talent of the photographer for instance. Then we have to agree on a shot selection afterwards. It can take days to achieve satisfactory results and even longer to find the really killer images. With Instagram it can take seconds. There is an affinity between the instant results obtained from an iPhone image filtered by the Instagram App and the situational thrill of a spontaneous moment of visual fetishism. For me, fetishism is all around us and is happening all the time whether we perceive it or not. Outside of the controlled and controlling environment of a fetish club or scene, the random opportunities for sexual spectatorship are almost too many to count. A bra-strap seen through a blouse. A hint of derriere cleavage briefly visible when a young woman bends down.  A hole in a pair of tights that appears under the hem of a short skirt. None of them is predictable. For the casual spectator though all of them are the happiest of accidents. iPhone images are taken in the Here and Now. The filters are applied via Instagram. The end result is shared with social […]

    Mad for MadRubb Latex

    I go a bit mad when I dress up in latex. It is not real madness, more like a kind pure fetish pleasure. I remember when the package from MadRubb arrived at my door. I had stayed in especially, shooting fetish photos and wondering whether that would be the day. I was hoping for a siesta but when the box arrived, suddenly, the adrenalin and excitement was almost too much. It was intriguing and mysterious at the same time. That made my fetish pleasure even greater when I got my hands on the latex accessories packed inside. The idea was to have a set shot of me that would provide a future cover for BeDeSeMe magazine. The following week I had sheduled modelling time to produce images of me wearing the latex for MadRubb as well. The trouble was I knew I couldn’t wait. Not a whole week. Not now I’d held the latex and smelt it too. That distinctive fetish smell of brand new, high-quality, latex is like nothing else. When I finally got to wear the latex bra and latex high-waisted panties they fit perfectly. I had not intended to appear topless in the shoot but I had forgotten the nipple tassels that I had planned to wear. The sensation of having the shiner being applied to the latex panties while I was wearing them is still hard to explain. It felt cool through the latex but I felt the pressure of the hand-strokes and caresses of my […]

    Spit or Swallow?

    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 […]

    Lipstick Porn

    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 […]

    Lipstick and Furs

    After doing so many photo-shoots and meeting so many different make-up artists I’ve picked up many great tips. For this retro glamour set I decided to put some of them to the best possible use. I went against my usual natural look and I felt like trying something different. When it comes to my long red hair I usually just wash and wear. I never blow-dry. This time, however, I found my curling tongs in my bathroom cupboard and felt it was time to use them. I usually don’t bother with them because it takes so long to get the effect I want. Although my long red hair has its own curl I wanted much more definition to it. It took even more time to achieve this than I’d imagined. As it turned out I enjoyed the process more than I can say. I’m a lipstick fetishist and I didn’t need much of an excuse to use my favourite colour, MAC Red. I love the glossy vintage look it gives my full lips even though traces of the lipstick seem to end up everywhere. It took a long time to get the perfect outline for my lips but when I did I just couldn’t stop pouting. To satisfy my fur fetish I wore my favourite fur coat. I drew the soft collar up against my neck so I could feel its fur caressing my skin and have my hair falling onto it and mixing with it. The next time I […]

    My Top Five Fetishes

    Here are my top five fetishes: Blindfolds I love being lazy and having someone else apply their touches, caresses and breath to unexpected areas of my body. The inability to see and anticipate the next possible movement from random hands just accelerates my desire and makes me anxious to find out all the faster. Spanking I love spanking but it has to be done a certain way. It should begin an involving role-play scenario followed by alternating spanking and soft caresses. It’s just as much fun to give as it is to receive, particularly when the opportunity to apply several slaps to a fine arse can be a mutual pleasure mixed with occasional burning warmth. Panties I can never have enough pairs of panties. Some women collect shoes, others want a private museum of handbags but, for me, the different effects, styles and cuts that a variety of panties offer me for photo-sets, nights out and private appearances can’t be over-estimated. When I have new pairs sent to me and they fit perfectly, I’m never happier. Although I’m a true panty fetishist with over 200 pairs, choosing just the right ones is always a challenge. Tickling I love how relaxing it can be to be tickled by an true tickle fetishist. They know how to use it as an ice-breaker at first before the awkward silences are replaced by sudden fits of laughter. Like the flip-side of spanking, tickling also relies upon the tension between tickles, the anticipation and the […]

    Sideboob Fetish

    According to most celebrity lifestyle magazines the side boob is the new cleavage. There’s nothing like it when it comes to the provocative display of as much bust as possible in front of obliging photographers. This view of the braless breast, seen from the side, is now big news thanks to the trend for backless dresses, cut-away tops and almost non-existent vests among celebrities. Its surging popularity continues regardless of whether it happens accidentally or deliberately. Sideboobs – usually seen under loose-fitting clothing – are subtler than a more obvious flash of a deep cleavage. Unlike cleavages, which can be artificially improved by push-up bras, side boobs are honest about the physical charms of their owners and only the pertest breasts can carry off the style successfully. The real art of the sideboob is to create a great one without showing even a hint of an exposed nipple even though a tiny indication of the outline or shape of one improves the success of the fetish spectacle enormously. When I saw this top in a shop window I realised, at once, that it was perfect for a side boob photo-shoot. It’s fetish potential was unavoidable so I had to buy it. The preparation I put in prior to the session had to be meticulous but it turned out to be serious fun as well. For instance, I wore a bra up until the first shot was about to be taken so that I’d have some fresh elastic compression lines on […]

    Choosing The Right Bra

    Choosing the right bra to wear is just as difficult as choosing the right pair of panties. Although I don’t have quite as many bras as I have panties to mis-match them with, the fact that I’m a lingerie fetishist means it’s never going to be easy to make the right choice. There are a few factors that must be taken into consideration: factors that must always be taken into consideration: I can’t begin to count the amount of times that I’ve chosen a bra then found out – only after I put a top on over it, – that it wasn’t the look I wanted. Then I have to peel the top off, slip on a different bra and start all over again. With a low neck-line you need one that helps to promote a killer cleavage. Other times you’ll need to achieve a seamless effect or you might have a designer dress that can only look its best with a strapless bra underneath. There are times when having decorative bra straps showing underneath the plain ones of a simple dress can be the biggest turn-on imaginable for a bra fetishist. Occasionally, just having decent support can mean more than style ever could. One of the biggest anxieties that women have with padded bras is that moment when they take them off in front of a new lover. The very worst thing that can happen is that he discovers – to his surprise and disappointment – that he has […]

    Lingerie on the Beach

    I wore lingerie on the beach at Barcelona instead of a bikini and, as I posed for the photographer, the sand was cool on my pale belly. As an authentic redhead, it’s hard for me to spend any serious time on the beach in the summer so I took my chance in January and chose my outfit with that in mind. I love mismatched lingerie so I made sure that I made an impression with my transparent polka-dot bra, tight black boy-shorts, hold-up stockings and high heels. The image of those heels digging into the sand – as I walked along the beach – stuck in my mind as the photographer did his work. As I lay there, the sun became too bright for my green eyes and I had to cover my face with my warm, red hair. It seemed obvious to play with this idea by using the blindfold from Le Boudoir that I had in my bag for emergencies. Even though knew that there were nude sunbathers a little further up the beach, I felt more conscious of them under the lace blindfold than if I could’ve seen where they were looking. I suspected that some of them might be photographing our shoot for their own benefit but I didn’t really care. I just posed and felt safe and reassured that I was warm, dry and that the cool waves washed up way behind me where they couldn’t reach. Instead, the cold water crept up and shocked […]

    Confessions of a Lingerie Fetishist

    I’ve always been a lingerie fetishist – I believe they you can never have enough suspender belts, stockings and, especially, bras. I love all bras. From push-ups which enhance cleavage, to comfy sports bras and, especially, transparent bras which enhance hard nipples – they’re all important parts of my collection. The right bra can do so much to promote self-confidence and encourage a more eroticised image that it still amazes me that so many women just buy blind and hope for the best. Panties have developed from their ordinary origins into a variety of specific modern forms that fit almost any professional scenario or erotic opportunity. These styles include Boy shorts, G-strings, thongs, high-waisted, crotchless and retro versions. Panty decorations can now comprise numerous different frills, ribbons and costume jewellery. I’ve always wanted a pair of fitted, latex ones, if I’m honest. Putting on stockings and a suspender belt takes time and effort to get the right effect. Tights are easy – they can just be put on without any thought needed as to how short a skirt is or if my legs are smoothly shaved or not. I’ve recently become a fan of vintage lingerie because it feels like a protective suit of fabric armour beneath my outerwear. High waisted panties and a six-strap suspender belt makes me seem glamourous and feminine at the same time as they prevent easy access. An authentic set of retro-underwear leaves a lot to the imagination because it hides a higher percentage of […]

    Suspension

    Suspension bondage appeals to fetishists because it makes the person being suspended seem more vulnerable if they are unable and unwilling to escape their restraints. By trying to free themselves they could fall to the floor and injure themselves so their anxiety is magnified. Being suspended in a large open space also turns a helpless, submissive subject into an object whose complete powerlessness can be as erotically satisfying for themselves as much as for any spectators watching. Rope suspension can be a form of performance art at BDSM conventions and fetish-themed nightclubs. I was fascinated by the suspension shows I saw at some of those clubs. I prefer pain-free suspension rather than the kind that uses hook and chains.It was on Bogatell beach in Barcelona where I saw a rope climbing frame and thought I’d try suspension for myself Even though high-heels aren’t recommended to wear on rope climbing frames they were perfect with my matching black boy-shorts, transparent long-sleeved top and hold-up stockings which emphasised my pure-white, naked thighs for all those appreciative fetishists out there. It was a real challenge hanging up there with my fiery red hair hanging down and blowing in the warm breeze. I had to rely upon my strength alone to support my body but I was more than up for the challenge I had set for myself. I knew that some spectators were taking photos of me hanging there but – just to show my playful awareness of them – I posed at […]

    My Love for Red Lingerie – Venus O’Hara

    Normally, red lingerie is perceived as being really tacky. It’s associated with harlots, cheesy Valentine’s Day lingerie sets and Mother Christmas outfits. As I adjusted the fit of the red lingerie and smoothed my breasts into a killer cleavage, I thought about how much I loved this bra, not just because it fits me so well but for the fact it’s elegant and avoids the tackiness of other “red” underwear. The worst of all are those pieces thrown together out of shiny, unflatteringly cheap fabric. They’re more like a nasty orange colour than real red. After the bra’s front-fastening was opened, my freckled nudity almost merged into the white wall behind me. I’m conscious of the fetish potential of my red hair, white skin and green eyes-this shoot made me more aware of it than ever. The rich red motif was extended from the bra to include my glistening lipstick, red fingernails and the ripe strawberries that passed for succulent nipples. When those reds emphasised my eyes, blazing in the middle of my blowing hair-the image was almost complete. As I took the red tip of the fruit between my glossy lips and slowly sucked-I knew it was perfect. I love the effect of red on my skin and I always will. [nggallery id=3] Photos by Yuky.

    Fur Fetish on The Beach

    Even for a fur fetishist like me, it seems unthinkable that I wore furs on the beach in January, especially when I feel the heat now, against my naked skin, in July. It’s easy to imagine furs in winter but, in Barcelona, it’s sunny even on cold days and instead of taking an umbrella in your handbag you’re more likely to take a pair of sunglasses instead. People always stare at me on the beach because my skin is so white and my red hair reflects the bright sunlight. Instead of an all-over tan I just get more freckles. I felt their eyes on me when I opened the fur coat. That feeling got worse when I removed my skirt to reveal tight fitting, hold-up stockings and my discount heels. It was impossible to walk elegantly on the sand with them on. When I got used to the temperature, it was time to take off the fur coat and reveal my mismatched underwear-black cotton boy-shorts and a retro, polka-dot bra. It’s always more provocative to wear lingerie on the beach instead of a bikini. Although I was wearing more clothes, I felt more exposed than if I was walking around naked. People expect to see naturists standing in the distance but are shocked to see someone wearing stockings it seems. [nggallery id=15] Photography by YUKY

    Bra Tease (Lingerie Fetish) – Venus O’Hara

    I’ve always had a bra fetish. As far as I’m concerned, you can never have too many of them. Today, the average American woman owns six bras; I’ve got 25, but I want more. A lot more. I’ve always been around a size 90b. All women know that their breast size will fluctuate according to time of the month, taking the pill and their overall body weight. I know different since this photo-shoot. I’d always wanted to do a session that was bra-orientated but, when the time finally came, I was shocked to find that my favourite bras no longer fit me. I’d been investing more and more time in regular sport and, as a result, it seemed that my breasts had changed for the better. Most women would be disappointed by this, but not me. My breasts have never been as firm and pert as they are now. So, for the set, I had to get some new bras quickly and when I did I found out that I was now a size 90a instead. Coincidentally, one of my slaves had suddenly become bossy and disobedient before the shoot and he needed urgent correction. As a perfect punishment, I decided that he should be the one to fund my new 90a bra replacement collection. A box, containing all the ones I had stipulated, arrived a few days later. An extensive range of pictures featuring me wearing these new bras will follow very soon. I’m waiting for my slave to […]

    Smoking in Furs – Video

    Smoking Fetish and Fur Fetish have one important thing in common; they are both thought of as being taboo and are often frowned upon. When this video was being shot, all I could think of was the warmth, softness and comfort of my fur coat enhanced by the Vogue Superslim 100’s that I dangled from my red, lipsticked, pout. Yuky, the cameraman, captured my satisfying exhales, the breeze caught the delicious smoke and dragged it from my mouth and I ground the heels of my boots into the cold pavement. I hadn’t planned to produce a smoking video that evening. My original intention was to shoot a lingerie photo-set in the streets of the Born district of Barcelona. Unfortunately, when the time came I was overcome with shyness and a smoking fetish video seemed like an easier option. Setting the scene in a bus stop was a pure piece of spontaneous thinking which worked perfectly and, as any smoker will tell you, lighting up when you’re waiting for a bus is often recommended when you’re in a hurry. No one ever gets to the end of their cigarette before they see the bus coming and they have to stub it out. Video shoot by Yuky.

    The Growth of Long Hair Fetish

    The long hair fetish is particularly important to those who associate it with a woman’s animal nature, with the unruliness of female sexuality. Trichophilia or hair fetishism is a paraphilia in which the subject of the fetish becomes sexually stimulated in the presence of, or is compelled by, human hair. It is most commonly head hair that becomes the preferred object of this fetish. Arousal may occur from images of long hair or by watching or touching very long hair, hair cutting, long fringes, red hair, wet hair or new hairstyling techniques that exploit its potential. Long hair fetishism seems to be very common, since there are a great many web sites and forums devoted to it. These interest groups are based in numerous countries which indicates the global reach of this kink. Scientific studies have established that long hair has played a vital role in any animal species’ natural selection. Long, thick and healthy hair is frequently a sign of fertility, youth and represents unavoidable reproductive value. As human hair grows slowly, long hair is visual proof of several years of a person’s health, status and fitness. Hair length has, over time, become firmly associated with female attractiveness by men as well as women. I’ve always had long hair and I love it, especially now that it’s nipple length and so versatile as a fetish material to adapt use and enhance features such as my neck, shoulders and face. When I’m deep in thought, weighing up options or just […]

    There’s never been a better time to be a redhead.

    A new study has found that there’s never been a better time to be a redhead. It’s author, an authority in sexual genetics has proved conclusively that redheads, not blondes or brunettes, hold the key to sensual allure. Not since the Elizabethan era has red hair been so in demand. Salons all over Europe have reported a surge in women wanting to join the flame-haired revolution and having to fake it. Supermarket sales of red hair dye have rocketed by more than 20 per cent in the past year. Those natural redheads who have suffered all of their lives can finally relax and enjoy this moment and hope that it goes on for a long time to come. This image captures a moment when my porcelain white skin and white, lace dress gives way to an explosion of my intense red hair and full, red lips. It was the happiest of accidents and, when I finally saw it, I loved it immediately. I still do. Redhead photography by Lars Koudal.

    Venus in Furs – My Favourite Book

    Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch is my favourite book. An influential lover gave it to me as an instruction manual, to educate me, years ago when I was a student. The word masochism derives not just from the author of the book but from the nature of the story itself. Masochism has come to mean the tendency to derive pleasure from one’s own pain and humiliation. Venus in Furs tells the story of Severin, a man who is so infatuated with a young widow, Wanda von Dunajew, that he requests to be her slave. For Severin, Wanda is Venus-a redhead with green eyes and porcelain white skin. Naturally I identified with her. The following is an extract from the text: “She is there-Venus-but without furs-No, this time it is merely the widow-and yet-Venus-oh, what a woman!” “As she stands there in her light white morning gown, looking at me, her slight figure seems full of poetry and grace. She is neither large, nor small; her head is alluring, piquant-in the sense of the period of the French marquises-rather than formally beautiful. What enchantment and softness, what roguish charm plays about her none too small mouth! Her skin is so infinitely delicate, that the blue veins show through everywhere; even through the muslin covering her arms and bosom. How abundant her red hair-it is red, not blonde or golden-yellow-how diabolically and yet tenderly it plays around her neck! Now her eyes meet mine like green lightnings-they are green, these […]

    Confessions of Double Lives – Venus O’Hara

    Being a Gemini-the starsign of the twins – I identify with people who maintain and enjoys double lives. I’m a natural double-lifer myself and this allows me a better understanding of the problems involved. After years of being an agony aunt for many of my friends and acquaintances, I’m only too happy to offer any suggestions that will help and I understand that giving non-judgemental advice at the right time can be really important. Many double-lifers have no one that they can confide in. I’ve discovered that Christmas, especially, can be a difficult time for anyone running parallel lives. To keep the peace, a double-lifer is expected to stay with his or her family even if that’s the last place they want to be during the holiday season.They are obliged, at all times during the festive period, to be the people that their family expect and demand them to be whether their lover or lovers are waiting for them or not. Sometimes a double-life Christmas takes even more time, money and intelligence to organise than a normal one. It might mean buying two sets of presents, wrapping them, labelling them correctly and keeping them separate so that they never get mixed up and cause a scene. During the traditional Christmas dinner, a double-lifer will probably be reminded of the great sex they are having to postpone; with all the treats being unwrapped, plump birds being anticipated and delicious sauces being poured, who can blame them? They might sneak out after dinner […]

    My Experience as a Calendar Girl

    One of the best known calendars is the Pirelli one and for 2011 it features a famous redhead, Julianne Moore, on its cover. If you want a redhead on every page, decorating every month with a unique beauty and a distinctive fetish style then there is only one real choice. It was a real treat for me to look back at all the photo-sets that I’ve featured in over the last year so that I could choose twelve images to represent my best work for the next twelve months. My calendar features a mixture of my most popular pictures and some astounding ones that are totally new. They share one thing, though, and that is the care with which they’ve been selected to fit in with the months of the forthcoming year. January is a time for New Year’s resolutions and self discipline. I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate this that one of the most powerful images shot of me. In a glistening corset and wearing PVC, elbow-length gloves, this definitive outfit is a real statement of fetish intent. February predicts the celebration of St Valentine’s day. On a surface of twisted bedlinen, you will find me naked and longing for the arrival of my lover. With my fiery red hair spread out and my dreamy face fixed in an ambiguous mood, my hand clasps the thorny stems of expectant roses. March promises the gradual arrival of a better climate but still throws up the occasional surprise […]

    Veil Fetish

    Most people imagine that veils are a way of hiding erotic potentials and alluring features but I know, after making this set, that veils can be ultimate fetish. A veil is an article of clothing, worn almost exclusively by women. It is intended to cover some part of the head or face and it is intended to show honour to a specific object or space. The first recorded instance of veiling for women is recorded in an Assyrian legal text from the 13th century, which restricted its use to noble women and forbade prostitutes and common women from adopting it. Ancient Greek texts have also spoken of veiling and seclusion of women being practiced among the Persian elite. Statues from Persepolis depict women both veiled and unveiled, and it seems to be regarded as an attribute of prostitution under their belief system. Sometimes veils would have been used, as an alternative to a mask, as a simple method of hiding the identity of a woman who was traveling to meet a lover, or doing anything she didn’t want other people to find out about. More practically, veils were also sometimes worn to protect the complexion from sun and wind damage (when white skin was fashionable), or to keep dust out of a woman’s face. In Judaism, Christianity and Islam the concept of covering the head is or was associated with propriety. All traditional depictions of the Virgin Mary , the mother of Christ , show her veiled. It was a […]

    Lipstick Fetish

    The popularity of the lipstick fetish can be explained quite simply; some colours, particularly red, when applied to a woman’s facial lips make a direct imaginative connection between them and the darkened, excited state of her vulva. In Medieval Europe, lipstick was banned by the church and was thought to be used as an “incarnation of Satan”. It gained some popularity in 16th century England during the reign of Queen Elizabeth I, who made bright red lips and a stark, white face fashionable. This attitude didn’t last.In the 19th century, lipstick was no longer considered acceptable in Britain. When Queen Victoria took the throne in 1837, she banned lipstick and declared that it was only acceptable for prostitutes.     Lipstick fetishists understand that, thoughtfully applied, this cosmetic weapon makes a woman erotically appealing by accentuating her mouth, whichever colour she chooses. When I go shopping for lipstick I find it very difficult to find my perfect colour. I usually opt for very dark lipliner to outline my cupid’s bow and then I use it to fill in the rest. Then I apply pink lipgloss to achieve the desired, long-lasting effect.   Photography by Lars Koudal. All images are raw.

    Love Me Like You Hate Me – Teaser

    I recently made my acting debut in the acclaimed short film “Love Me Like You Hate Me”, written and directed by Erika Lust, (Lust Films 2010). It is an arousing exploration of the seductive thrills of domination and the fear and excitement of submission in which I play seven characters. Now, the film has been re-edited, re-scored and re-imagined to further emphasise its unusual ability to disturb and excite with its lurid and fetishistic imagery of domestic servitude, confinement and spanking, gloves fetish, glasses fetish, wet clothes fetish and much more. In its new form it has become an unusually kinetic and intense type of BDSM thriller which restores footage-previously regarded as too intense-of me bound hand and foot and constrained by a ball-gag, to its list of astounding highlights. I’m still shocked at how effective the following teaser is and I can hardly wait to see the more provocative cut of the film when it debuts soon. Photo above by Kristyan Geyr Images TEASER LOVE ME LIKE YOU HATE ME Cargado por lustfilms. – Mira más videos de TV y películas.

    Redhead Venus Fetish

    Red hair often gets the wrong type of attention. Its rarity often means that many redheads get singled out and are called names like “carrot-top” or Duracell, day after day. When I studied art history I discovered that many painters have shown a fascination with red hair. The Early Renaissance artist Sandro Botticelli’s famous painting The Birth of Venus portrays the mythological goddess Venus as a redhead just like me. I found other painters notable for their redheads including the Pre-Raphaelites, Edmund Leighton, Modigliani and Gustav Klimt. Thank God there are many redhead fetishists and appreciation groups on the web who are loud and active in their praise of this misunderstood and under-appreciated attribute. Photos by Guy Moberly Enjoy!

    Poem: Farewell My Siren

    FAREWELL MY SIREN (For Venus) The blood red roses have died in the vase, Their long stems wilted, And the thorns blunted That so exquisitely tore your soft, white skin. Vanished for now the delicious lacerations And stilled the erotic trickle Across the buttock’s swell, The sweet dark crimson sap redolent of those blooms. But gone, too, the auburn tresses that crowned Your crystaline curves And adorned your lissome limbs: Your flesh awaits fresh wounds; my scars are sealed ! Christopher Drake Photos by Daniel Bauer www.daniel-bauer.com

    Rose Flagellation

    A red rose is the very definition of romantic delirium even if its stem is an emblem for potential pain. Flagellation or flogging is the act of methodically beating or whipping (Latin flagellum, “whip”) the human body. Specialised implements for it include rods,switches, the cat o’ nine tails and the sjambok. Typically, flogging is imposed on an unwilling subject as a punishment; however, it can also be submitted to willingly, or performed on oneself, in religious or sadomasochistic contexts. Whips provoke a variety of sensations in the whippee depending on their weight or the material they’re made of. With bare-handed spanking, paddles and canes the force of a potential blow can be modified on a whim; from a subtle caress up to a hard blow. In contrast, there is an absolute minimum speed for striking with a whip and the impact of its blow is dependent upon its velocity and weight. Many dominants have a range of whips for different effects: soft leather and suede reddens the skin, heavy leather can abrade it, rubber and horsehair sting the flesh and ones made of chains are made to caress. The inspiration for this set was a poem called “Farewell My Siren” (For Venus) written for me by Christopher Drake. It’s striking imagery is intensely visual and it depicts a redhead with porcelain white skin who gets whipped by roses. I couldn’t resist organising a photo-set to accompany it. Photography by Daniel Bauer. Enjoy! Venus O’Hara

    Modelling the Orgasm Dress – Venus O’Hara

    My good friend Carolina Medrano asked me to model her “orgasm dress” which was part of her Masters Degree in Fashion Design. I was more than happy to collaborate and I enjoyed the experience of having a dress made-to –measure immensely. I haven’t had much experience in fashion but at least I didn’t have to learn to walk in any killer heels as part of the presentation! The dress was made with fiber optic making it light up in the dark. I’m just hoping that I can find the opportunity to wear the dress again because it really was… orgasmic! Orgasm Dress designed by Carolina Medrano. Photography by Toshiko Sakurai Enjoy! Venus O’Hara

    The World of Erotic Books – Venus 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

    Gingham Fetish

    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

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