By Dr. Susan Block Just the Tip (for now)… THANK YOU, Brothers and Sisters of Bonoboville, for giving Capt’n Max and me such a fantastic, orgiastic, bacchanalian and bonoboësque 24th wedding anniversary send-off from such a pleasure-packed, endorphin-high Womb Room! Thank you for wearing lavender (especially by accident) in observance of the 24th. Thank you for playing your mellifluous musical instruments, strumming our strings, tickling our keys and dancing through our garden naked and free.

by Dr. Susan Block The 25th wedding anniversary is a big one, awarding the couple a silver “loving cup” in honor of fulfilling their marriage vows for a distinguished number of spins around the sun. Celebrating the 25th feels like gaining admittance into an elite club of veteran couples of all kinds, from reactionaries to revolutionaries, from Mike and Karen Pence (together since 1985) to Keith Richards and Patti Hansen (since 1983) to us (since 1992!); this imaginary couples club is made up of people who really don’t have anything in common at all, except being married more than 25 years.

by Dr. Susan Block Other couples might have billion-dollar bank accounts, million-mile upgrades or thousand-carat his-and-her diamond rings, but nobody throws a gazillion-watt, raise-the-rafters, orgiastic, female-empowered, Felliniesque, bonoboesque blast of a 26th wedding anniversary bacchanalia like we do. Some of the world’s greatest porn stars, best-selling authors, singers, swingers, fellow Yalies, nude wrestlers, cultural icons, leading FemDoms and scions of century-old Hollywood dynasties come together (literally) in my Womb Room Chapel at the Little Church of Bonoboville to celebrate the longevity of love, lust and lawfully-wedded marriage, bonobo-style, with Capt’n Max and me.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s 9/11 Eve in Bonoboville, the night before the 15th anniversary of that most horrific and outrageous of terrorist attacks that shocked the world and triggered the Perma Wars in which we are still enmeshed.

by Dr. Susan Block. The past is quite imperfect, and the future looks like an über-scary clown, but Bonoboville lights up the crossroads with an off-the-charts fantastic, orgiastic and very Happy New Year’s Eve. It’s a night of communal ecstasy, collective joy, bonoboësque spirit, rainbow-ësque diversity, resistance to oppression from all directions and pure pleasure… with a little bit of pain. Featuring a galaxy of porn stars, pundits, singers, swingers and LA’s most preeminent pro-Dommes, we spank out the old annus (and anus) and flog in a very Happy Nude Rear, as we ride the magical orgasmical Sybian into a deliriously climactic 2017.

by Dr. Susan Block Friends, Romans, FemDoms, lend me your ears! I cum to bury Valentine’s Day (not to praise it)… and to resurrect the Lupercalia for modern times. Lupercalia is the original holiday of the heart, the wild municipal whipping party referenced most famously in Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, which the Catholic Church sanitized and Hallmark commercialized into what we now call Valentine’s Day.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s a very juicy Spanksgiving, filled with group spankings, paddling, flogging, spanking in bondage, Commedia Erotica, true spanking confessions and climaxing with a very Juici Jenni squirting all over my hand as I spank her bare bottom, like popping champagne, a spanking hot, wet and very merry start to the 2018 holidaze.

by Dr. Susan Block. In honor of human pet specialist Madame Margherite’s emergence into the world, our theme for this show is Animal Play, the Bonobo Way. With dance, romance, roleplay, cake, communion, spankings, a sparkling butt plug and a multi-orgasmic, squirting Motorbunny ride, we unleash our inner animals with a roar, a purr, a moan, a squeal, a growl and shrieks of animalistic delight. And it feels good. We humans are animals, of course, although we often forget that we are, and most of mainstream religions try to tell us we aren’t. This can really screw up our sexuality, our emotions, our politics and our environment; just check out the fake news and the real news, and you know what I mean.

by Dr. Susan Block Oh, what a show! After that dreary, dreadful inauguration of America’s scary new Clown-in-Chief and the closing of Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey, Bonoboville busts out the perfect antidote with a sensational, spectacular “Anti-Inaugural Circus,” featuring human animals and party animals, Bonobo Way book-spankings and Bonoboville Communion, rousing speeches and arousing striptease, an über-orgasmic Sybian ride and a breathtaking, sparkling climax with four hot ladies giving Trump a series of Golden Showers.

by Dr. Susan Block What an effervescent intersection of artistic expression—politics, parody, music and sex—featuring some of the fantastic “Resistance Art,” artists, movers and booty-shakers of TAWDRY: Art with Teeth, the exhibit opening this coming Saturday at the Hive in DTLA. Plus, we celebrate our beloved Gypsy’s birthday in bawdy bonoboësque style with a bunch of beauteous, bare boobies and some very sensuous Bonoboville Communions. And man, oh man-child, do we whack tRUMP!