Freedom is the greatest aphrodisiac. But restraint is a close second. So it is with great pleasure (and a little bit of pain) that we celebrate the triumphal 20th anniversary of the Den of Iniquity, world-famous bi-coastal BDSM parlor(s) of consensual horror(s), on DrSuzy.Tv. If you love female domination, leather, fetish or fantasy, you really ought to RSVP for the biggest, baddest BDSM event of the season this Saturday night at DOILA, or at DOINY for the Saturday after that. With a party on each coast, you have no excuse not to go and have your world rocked.

From a stimulating CatalystCon-versation to another bonoboësque after-party orgy on the kitchen table, this show is an eclectic amalgamation of sex education via verbal communication, physical demonstration and sizzling, summer-hot celebration for the whole Bonoboville congregation. We start with a bite (actually, more of a lick) of the apple from the Tree of Knowledge in our Garden of Eden, then engage in an informative chat with Dee Dennis, the somewhat mysterious but extremely passionate creator of CatalystCon, a budding Cali conference of sex educators (including many DrSuzy.Tv alumni) that aims to share knowledge and inspire discussion, converging at the LAX Westin September 11-14.

It’s our 21st wedding anniversary! Finally, our marriage is old enough to drink in California. So what else is there to do but throw a big old bacchanalian celebration of “monogamish” love, lust and healthy, good-natured debauchery? Probably a lot of things, like say, see your doctor, slow down, retire, act your age, make out your will, etc. But maybe one of the secrets to Pr. Max’s and my marital longevity is that we’ve never acted our age or “grown up” at all. We are perpetually at play—with each other, with our Bonoboville friends and lovers and with you, my darling reader—and so the momentous occasion of our 21st anniversary turns into one big orgiastic, star-studded play-fest to the collective merriment of all.

Erin Go Bragh! It’s a glorious, gushing eve of the Feast of Saint Patrick on DrSuzy.tv as we take to heart the Irish love for drink (though the most requested libation of this show is plain water!), the holy sacrament of baptism and the sacred exhortation to “Kiss Me (I’m Irish)!” We kiss-kiss and kiss some more, as well as fondle, rub, lick, suck, buzz and arouse each other in any way we can in order to get what we came here for… a good, clean, refreshing squirt! And I don’t mean drizzle. I mean thundershowers, geysers, tsunamis… powerful, sensual, fountains of fragrant but essentially flavorless, feminine body fluids exploding all over my Womb Room, super-soaking my leprechaun lingerie and shamrock sheets as well as my guests, videographers, photographers and anyone else lucky or foolhardy enough to be within 12 feet of my broadcast bed.

Erin Go Bragh! It’s a glorious, gushing eve of the Feast of Saint Patrick on DrSuzy.tv as we take to heart the Irish love for drink (though the most requested libation of this show is plain water!), the holy sacrament of baptism and the sacred exhortation to “Kiss Me (I’m Irish)!” We kiss-kiss and kiss some more, as well as fondle, rub, lick, suck, buzz and arouse each other in any way we can in order to get what we came here for… a good, clean, refreshing squirt! And I don’t mean drizzle. I mean thundershowers, geysers, tsunamis… powerful, sensual, fountains of fragrant but essentially flavorless, feminine body fluids exploding all over my Womb Room, super-soaking my leprechaun lingerie and shamrock sheets as well as my guests, videographers, photographers and anyone else lucky or foolhardy enough to be within 12 feet of my broadcast bed. Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Squirters, this is female ejaculation at its finest, an orgiastic, out-of-control, wild, wet waterworld, but it’s also our 36th sex-educational Squirt Salon. We discuss and demonstrate several different types of squirting, including clitoral and G-Spot female ejaculation. I believe every healthy woman is capable of squirting or at least flowing. Most women don’t squirt for a variety of reasons ranging from religious repression to a lack of desire to do all that laundry. Plus some guys don’t like it, and it’s not like female ejaculation is a requirement for a good sex life. But it’s a hell of a lot of fun, and guys that really love women tend to love squirting. If you want to learn to let go with the flow, I recommend that you read FE expert Deborah Sundahl’s book Female Ejaculation and the G-Spot (which taught me to squirt!), see my best-selling Squirt Salon with Deborah and the amazing ejaculatrix Annie Body, see the many dozens of eye-opening squirting clips and shows on DrSuzy.tv and/or read my article Squirting World: Secrets, Stories & Techniques of Female Ejaculation. But listening to this show is as good a place as any to get started in your female ejaculation education. It features two world-class female ejaculatrixes, Deauxma and Vicky Vixen, pumping out more fluid than Hurricane Sandy. Plus I squirt too! My three or four little spurts and dribbles are a mere drop in the giant bucket of amrita that these goddesses spray out of their divine urethras. But it feels good to release a bit of my own Holy Water while being drenched in that of my guests. Speaking of whom…

It’s our 21st wedding anniversary! Finally, our marriage is old enough to drink in California. So what else is there to do but throw a big old bacchanalian celebration of “monogamish” love, lust and healthy, good-natured debauchery? Probably a lot of things, like say, see your doctor, slow down, retire, act your age, make out your will, etc. But maybe one of the secrets to Pr. Max’s and my marital longevity is that we’ve never acted our age or “grown up” at all. We are perpetually at play—with each other, with our Bonoboville friends and lovers and with you, my darling reader—and so the momentous occasion of our 21st anniversary turns into one big orgiastic play-fest to the collective merriment of all. To continue reading the blog about this show, Click Here! To watch this show now, Click Here!

Length: 132:49 minutes Air Date: 11/17/2012 What has become of “privacy” when even the chief of the CIA can’t carry on a secret love affair without the whole world finding out? Welcome to the eerie new era of the American Surveillance State (ASS), bastard child of the Military Industrial Complex (MIC) and the Patriot Act, making sure that, whether you’re a terrorist, a mom or a four star general, Big Brother is watching you (yes, you too!), quite possibly without his shirt on. Out of this perfect frankenstorm of sex, spies, perma-war and deep, penetrating, “All In” surveillance comes “Petraeus-Gate,” one of the biggest poli-sexual messes to ejaculate out of the Beltway since Bill Clinton got a too-sloppy blowjob (though—unlike General P—he managed to hold onto his day job). Since not everyone in BonoboVille is a poli-sex junkie as addicted to Petraeus-Gate as I am, Capt’n Max and I take the first few minutes of this super sex-educational show to summarize the whole basic convoluted story, using Gawker’s handy-dandy Petraeus-Gate flow chart, embedded in DrSuzy.tv show producer Tasia Sutor’s fabulous patriotic, erotic, military-fetishized set. And with that, we bring Petraeus-Gate “to life,” Commedia Erotica style, based on the not-too-farfetched notion that Petraeus, his paramour/hagiographer Paula Broadwell and that other “other woman,” Jill Kelley (not the porn star!)—all of them having been laughed out of Washington, Harvard and even Tampa—come out West, bleach their hair blonde and get into porn.